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#castlevania isaac x reader
Hi. I don’t know if requests are still open or not, but I was wondering if you could do some headcannons of Hector, Isaac, Alucard and Trevor helping their S/O through a panic attack??
If you feel uncomfortable writing this or if requests are closed please feel free to ignore this request. I hope you are well and staying safe 💞
Ask: Hi. I don’t know if requests are still open or not, but I was wondering if you could do some headcanons of Hector, Isaac, Alucard, and Trevor helping their S/O through a panic attack??
If you feel uncomfortable writing this or if requests are closed please feel free to ignore this request. I hope you are well and staying safe 💞
A/N: Requests are still closed as of right now, but this one made it in before that- I’m just a super slow tortoise when it comes to getting things done. (I think I’ve had like a year of writer’s block. That or it was just a major depressive episode… Who’s to say?) Anyways, onwards and upwards! Here is how I think Hector, Isaac, Alucard, and Trevor would help their S/O through a panic attack. I hope they're good, normally when I'm panicking I just let myself freak tf out lol
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Hector: 
Hector knows exactly what a panic attack is. Okay, well maybe he doesn’t know all the psychology behind it, but he’s had plenty himself, so he understands how overwhelming they can feel. 
He may not pick up on the fact that you’re having one right away if he’s preoccupied with making night creatures at the moment. But he’s also one to worry about you- he’s lost almost everyone he’s loved in some way or another, so he makes a point of checking in between every couple of creations. 
He’ll see your labored breathing, the fear in your eyes, or the way you bend your body in half and know immediately that something is wrong. He’s learned from observing your behavior: which words and movements mean you’re happy and which ones mean you need help. 
He’ll physically come over to you, and place a reassuring hand on your shoulder. If you’re in his workshop, or somewhere else that isn’t exactly an ideal calm spot, he’ll usher you- carry you even- if he has to, to a safer place where the two of you can sit quietly. 
If you’re okay with being touched, he’ll hold you close to him, placing one of his hands on the small of your back. Using the other, he’ll grasp one of your hands and bring it to his chest so you can focus on the rhythm of his heartbeat. 
He takes deep calming breaths and urges you to match yours to his. 
Once you're past the worst of it, he’ll leave you alone momentarily to go and make the two of you tea. The two of you can sip your tea and enjoy the company of your many adorable undead pets together. It may be unnerving to some, but to you, when you’re all together, it helps make the world look less intimidating. 
Isaac: 
Isaac doesn't panic often, or, well, ever to be quite honest. He used to be terrified as a kid, but now that he’s a man in charge of his own destiny, that’s all behind him. That doesn’t mean he’s unaware of your feelings or anything. As a matter of fact, he prefers the focus to be on your feelings so he doesn’t have to share his. 
The first thing he has you do is drink some ice-cold water, to help your brain shift its focus from your overwhelming feelings to the shocking and quite refreshing feeling of the cool liquid going down your throat. 
The second thing he does is rub soothing circles into the pulse points on both your wrists. He learned from an acupuncturist in one of his many travels, that these points, called the Great Abyss and the Spirit Gate respectively, are good pressure points to use in alleviating feelings of anxiety. 
Thirdly, he makes sure those in and around the palace respect your privacy. He ushers any passersby away and uses his night creatures to reroute people to ensure no one other than him sees you in this state. He doesn’t want you to feel negatively judged for having feelings, because he lived his life like that for so long and he knows how awful it is. 
Once you’ve reached the peak of your panic attack and begin to come down, he’ll ask if you want to talk about what triggered you in the first place. After all, he is the King of Styria now. If it’s something he can change in the palace, or in the way people work, you can bet he’s going to fix it for your benefit. 
If it isn’t something he or you can change, but rather something you have no other choice but to live with, he mentally makes peace with it and urges you to do the same. Yes, feelings of panic are scary and they mess up your entire day, but if this is a part of who you are, he doesn’t want you to feel in any way angry at yourself or at fault. People carry all different burdens, this one just happens to be yours. And Isaac is more than happy, to let you know, you don’t carry this one alone. 
Alucard: 
Alucard is pretty stoic most of the time, at least, he tries to be. He’s not used to vocalizing or expressing how he feels. Hell, he doesn’t even really know how to process all that he feels, much less share it. So it’s safe to say, being a knowledgeable and comforting presence is foreign to him. 
Greta and Sypha do end up teaching him a little bit, but you’re gonna have to be very honest and open with him going forward if you want him to anticipate your needs beyond eating and sleeping every once in a while.
You’d most likely come to him and tell him. Either with an “Alucard, I need you,” or even a whispered, “Help.” And he’d come running, like superspeed running, over to you. 
Are you hurt? Are you bleeding? He’s checking for blood. No blood! Okay, any bruises? No bruises! He’s going through the physical list when he notices the way you’re trembling, the way you keep grasping at your chest, and the way you keep shaking your head ‘no’. He soon realizes it's not that kind of injury. 
He takes you to your room and sets you gently on the bed. He asks you directly: what can he do, and what do you need? Whatever it is he’ll get it, or he’ll ask for someone else to get it, so he can stay there in the meantime and hold you. 
He lets you play with his hair, something he rarely does, to keep your mind occupied on something else. He’ll even shift into his wolf form if you’d prefer a big fluffy doggie to cuddle with. 
Stemming off of what he’s learned from Sypha and Greta, he reminds you how much he loves you, and how much you mean to him. He thinks you’re a wonderful person- brave and strong. Panic attacks don’t change that. And he’s not upset or even shocked- life is scary, and your guys’ life has been very scary. 
Basically Alucard just wants you to know that even though he isn’t an expert at emotions, he’ll stay by your side, throughout it all. 
Trevor: 
Trevor actually used to have panic attacks a lot as a kid, but back then he had his family to help him through it. After they were taken from him, he shut down emotionally- something he needed to do to survive. So now, his emotional IQ isn’t the greatest. That doesn’t mean he’s not observant though. 
Being a trained monster hunter, he’s good at reading people. He can spot fear or aggression from a distance, and he’d definitely be able to sense panic in you. 
He would want to make sure the two of you are in a place and position for you to freak out freely, preferably away from prying strangers’ eyes. It’s not that he’s embarrassed, he just wants the two of you to feel safe enough to calm down, and it’s hard to do that with a bunch of judgemental eyes on you. 
Trevor’s priority is safety: so once the two of you are clear of people (or night creatures), he turns his attention to you. He instructs you to take deep breaths: in through your nose and out through your mouth- he remembers reading something about that in one of his family’s books a long time ago. 
If you’re not too hot, or in the middle of an anxiety-driven hot flash, he’ll offer you his coat/cloak to grip on or to cocoon yourself in. If you choose the former, he’ll place a reassuring hand on your shoulder, and practice his breathing with you. If you prefer the latter, he’ll pick your wrapped-up form and cradle you in his lap. And he’ll tell you stories from a happier time in his life- something he doesn’t share with anyone other than you- to distract your mind. It’s his way of being vulnerable with you. 
Trevor knows he comes off as stony, bitter, and just completely over-it in general, but he never wants you to think he feels that way about you. He loves you, and he prides himself on his ability to protect you and keep you safe. You’re his family now. He’s going to stick through it all with you- thick and thin. 
He might even softly sing some of the old Romanian lullabies his mother used to sing to him. But that’s only if you’re really, really panicked. Once you start teasing him about how he’s really just a big softie, he knows you’re going to be just fine.
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nickgoesinsane · 1 year
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Imagine having a threesome with Issac and Abel? The both of them would look so pretty taking turns bouncing on your thick cock. It doesn't matter if their legs are shaking, their holes are overflowed with your cum, and their dicks are soft from cumming too much. They will get on that cock until they are satisfied.
They go at it from dusk to dawn, taking very little breaks, until the point of near collapse. And, once they’ve rested, they’re straddling you again and clinging to you like you’ll escape (as if). You’re the one who has to put a stop to it, because you and Isaac need sustenance, even if he’s more interested in riding your cock. Abel slumps against you, frowning impatiently as he waits for you and Isaac to recover.
The second you do, Abel is pushing you down to have his turn, drooling all over your cock and stroking it to full hardness.
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pinkmirth · 1 month
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❤︎ ⋆ ࣪ ˖ 𝒞𝐻ℰ𝑅𝑅𝒴-𝒫𝐼𝒞𝒦𝐼𝒩𝒢!
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𝒮𝑌𝒩𝒪𝒫𝒮𝐼𝒮 ⨾ a little looksie into the castlevania men and their particular preferences . . . aka, the unavoidable “ass or tits” question!
𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜𝐼𝒩𝒮 ⨾ ( 800+ words of . . . ) multi!castlevania men x fem!reader (black coded); adrian ‘alucard’ tepes, trevor belmont, richter belmont, isaac laforeze, hector forgemaster, count olrox, mizrak, & vlad ‘dracula’ tepes; missionary, doggy, mutual masturbation, thigh-fucking, bdsm (spanking), explicit language, lowercase intended, minors shoo!
𝑀𝒴 𝐿𝒪𝒱𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐸ℛ! ⨾ yes, i am being trivial and shallow because it’s fun & that’s a good enough reason! inspired by this post here; i just had to whip up something for our favorite wallachian men >.< please enjoy, and thanks for reading! 🎀
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𝒜𝐿𝑈𝒞𝒜𝑅𝒟!
it’s far too obvious, i think; but he loves. him. some. boobies! adrian’s a tits man through and through, even if he’s got too much decorum to admit it. his actions say it all, though— he loves to lick them, knead them, tease your nipples with his teeth, rest his head between them, gently cup either one whenever he’s embracing you from behind . . . he’ll even motorboat them if he’s feeling naughtier than usual. now, that’s all out of pure habit. intimately, though? slotting his twitchy cock between your boobs is surely his favorite; and then there’s those times when he’s got you laid upon your back while he's situated between your spread legs, fucking into you from above. his cold palms lie at your waist, grip going tight whenever you squeeze around his pulsing dick, and his golden eyes are stuck your breasts like it’s all they’re good for. the way they bounce and jiggle with his pace is nothing short of mesmerizing. coming all over them in the end will make him lose his fucking head. whether it’s an unaddressed mommy kink or otherwise, he just can’t get enough of you (and the girls!) let him suck your titties and his entire day is made.
𝒯𝑅𝐸𝒱𝑂𝑅!
ass. completely, absolutely, undeniably, ass. he’ll smack it, eat it, grope it, anything. trevor pinches your butt whenever he wants a rise out of you, just to see how much you’ll blow up at him. (he finds it cute, sue him!) and, smacks at it whenever you’re feeding him an attitude. if he starts grabbing at it with rough palms, you already know what he wants; to fuck your shit up. unexpectedly, doggy’s the first and foremost position he’ll fold you into once you reach that bed! trevor curves over your arched frame, grinning at the ripple of your asscheeks against his pelvis. he’ll spit pure fucking venom into your ear while you take him. seals it off with coating your plump, pretty ass with his seed. the happiest man alive, he now is.
𝑅𝐼𝒞𝐻𝒯𝐸𝑅!
both! there are men out there who simply can’t bring themselves to choose, because both are far too precious; and richie’s one of them. how could you even expect him to pick? both parts of you are so soft, round, and feminine . . . if you allow him to get his hands on either, he wouldn’t mind in the slightest. this belmont’s skilled with his hands, might i add; his breast massages make you slump into him whine for more, and spankings don’t even feel like a punishment with him. as long as he can kiss down your body, mark the canvas of your flesh, and caress anything you’ve got in a pair of two, rich’s all yours.
𝐼𝒮𝒜𝒜𝒞!
thighs! it isn’t necessarily a given option, but then again, this man isn't like the others. he loves the fullness of them, how warm to the touch they are whenever he rests a hand at your lap, and finds them to be the greatest pillow the entire world could offer. you stroking at his smooth scalp while he nudges his face into your thighs is his idea of paradise. speaking of, this man is king of thigh-fucking!!!! slots his cock in between the warmth od your inner thighs, urges you to keep them closed tight, and makes a mess of them by the time he’s done. his cum releases in streams, and spurts out to drip down your lap. but don’t worry, his tongue’s already out; as a gentleman, isaac always makes sure to clean up his messes.
𝐻𝐸𝒞𝒯𝒪ℛ!
tits! they’re perfectly squishy, which helps considering that he’s got loads of stress to rid himself of. one-finger less isn’t stopping him from giving the girls their much deserved attention! he’s slipping under your bra, brushing past your nipples, and kneading the mounds like he’s got nothing better to do. you know what’s his favorite thing to do with you and the girls? having you on your back with him kneeling above you, desperately tugging at his cock right before your face. you bring a hand down to swipe at your clit and match his pace; god, he swears you’re drooling. you suckle at his tip, and it’s enough stimulation to bring him to his peak. he’s then cumming all over your chest, some reaching your spit-streaked lips. has he ever mentioned how beautiful you look this way?
𝐵𝒪𝒩𝒰𝒮!
dracula simply adores thighs! a man of culture, this one is. as for olrox, he loves him some (man) titties. a nice, broad and firm chest is enough to put a smile on his face and a tent in his pants. then there’s mizrak, the ass-lover. grabbing it is his favorite past-time >.<
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pickmans-muse · 7 months
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Submissive Headcanons Castlevania
TW: mention of triggers, pegging, dacryphilia, safewords, BDSM, shibari, overstimulation, size kink this is Hector’s fault I swear
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Adrian/ Alucard
Adrian has always felt caught between two worlds, belonging in neither. He struggles with feeling like a mistake, a failure—especially when he’s alone. This man has depression, we know this. So, what he wants in subbing for you is affirmation and love.
Tell him how beautiful you find him—and try to do it about both halves of him. His golden eyes? Beautiful. His fangs? Beautiful. His sweet face? Beautiful. Make sure you praise and compliment him, as much as you can. He needs to hear that.
If we’re talking about pre-season-three Adrian, this will be easier. He’s still struggling with so much, but he hasn’t met Sumi and Taka yet, and he’s more open and trusting. If we’re talking about post-season-three Adrian? This will be very hard, not because his desires have changed, but because he doesn’t feel safe to express them—and he’s triggered by some things around sex after what happened with Sumi and Taka. He doesn’t want to be vulnerable again, so you’ll have to show him love and affirmation in daily ways to wear down his walls.
Either way, once he’s comfortable enough to have sex with you, Adrian will be a little awkward at first—in a sweet way. Before season three, he’s a virgin, so he’ll have no idea what to do; afterwards, he doesn’t really know that there’s more than one position for sex, and that you can check in with your partner. Be patient with him, okay? He’ll get there, and he’s so pleased when he finds what he likes. But he has a massive sex drive, so every spare minute he will come pleading to you with a boner he wants you to take care of.
Spoiler alert—he likes riding you. Doesn’t matter if you’re pegging him, or there’s a vibrator up there, or what. He wants to sit on your lap or waist and rock desperately against you. Let him—it’ll make him so happy that he’ll cry.
He cries a lot during sex. When he’s overstimulated (he’s sensitive, so that’s basically always), he cries. When he’s happy, he cries. When you’re worshiping his body and telling him how pretty he is? Yeah, you guessed it, he cries.
Check in with him before, during and afterwards. Set up a safeword, and explain how it works. He loves to know you care about him, that you want him to be comfortable and feeling safe. And lots of aftercare—baths, reading aloud in bed together. You get it. Take care of him, give him safety.
Adrian’s favorite thing about subbing for you is when you’re gentle and soft. He loves to feel you kissing him all over, to know that you’re not put off by his scar, to see the love in your face every time. He’s pretty vanilla; he just wants to be loved as he is, without reservations or fear.
Isaac
Yes, I know he doesn’t seem like a sub; bear with me. Isaac may be in control at all times, but for him, control is a measure of safety. If he’s in control and removed from the whole thing, nobody can hurt him emotionally—and under his shell, Isaac has a deeply emotional soul. His emotional pain never goes away, even from when he was a child. He’s never felt loved, but he wants that more than anything.
So, when Isaac does finally experience love, he melts. He discovers that he likes being taken care of, being pampered for no reason at all, by someone he trusts completely to love him. And he leans into that. Whenever you enter the room, he goes from being deadpan and stiff to smiling and immediately beelining for your open arms.
Isaac has a low sex drive, unlike Adrian and Hector, so he’s not going to be the kind of guy who begs you for it constantly (I see you, Hector). On the other hand, he doesn’t believe in half-measures. His first priority during sex is making you come. After that, he kind of spaces out, and you can do whatever you want.
He’s not very sensitive, so it takes a lot to overstimulate him—but he likes it every time. He’s a little kinky, though—because he likes to feel that he’s giving up control to someone who will praise him and worship him and have him melting bonelessly into the bed at the end of the night. His stamina is inhuman; he will go all night when he’s in the mood, so be prepared to keep him occupied the whole time.
There are some hard no’s for Isaac, though—things that remind him of his time being enslaved. No impact play, or ropes, or gags and blindfolds; that’ll freak him out, and he wants to see you. But if you tie him with ribbons, just a slip knot he knows he can get out of in seconds, he’s okay. He doesn’t mind the soft reminder not to move too much, especially if you check in during—and he’s the one who decides when he’ll use a ribbon.
His favorite part of subbing for you would have to be when you break him down fully, when he’s come apart with pleasure and he’s sobbing and moaning with it. It takes a while, but by the end he’s a mess, and that’s the part he lives for. And then when he comes down, and you bathe him and kiss him all over, telling him he’s been so good—he loves that.
Isaac’s the kind of sub who adores and worships you, in and out of bed; because his sex drive is so low, he ends up doing this by giving you massages, reading to you, doing chores, as a way to show that he loves you.
Hector
Hector before season three is very innocent in some ways and very indecent in others. He has an idea of what he likes in bed, and it’s pretty kinky, but he’s never had a partner. After season three, though, having those kinks and his trust misused against him, it’s going to take a long time for him to feel safe with sex again.
When he’s content and happy in a relationship, Hector has the highest sex drive of any of the boys. Pretty much anything you do, especially things where you’re in charge in some capacity, has him getting hot and whiny. Every day, sometimes multiple times, he’s begging you for attention.
Hector is also the kinkiest of the boys. If it’s a subby thing, he’s probably considered it at some point. Shibari? Yup. Overstimulation? All the way. Pet play? Oh, hell yes. have you met him? He loves being a good boy, and if you’re bigger or stronger than him, he’s basically drooling at that. (He won’t admit it, but if you’re a vampire, he’s kinky for that too.) Please manhandle him, tease him, show off your strength and size to control him.
Whether you’re a vampire or not, Hector wants you to bite him. You read that right. Leave hickeys everywhere, mark him as yours—it makes him giddy to know that he belongs to you. He’s very sensitive, particularly around the nipples, so that’s a great spot to tease him. And he loves when you’re protective of him too.
Hector has a particular thing for roleplay. He wants to be your pet, your omega, your servant—you name it. He definitely has a title for you in bed, and if he calls you that not in bed, it means he’s getting horny. However, if this is post-season-three Hector, do not put him in a collar or leash, and do not do pet play. He’s going to silently panic, and then just crumple. He’ll say he can do it—don’t let him. Just stick to other things, and make sure he knows you’re his lover, not his owner.
Favorite part? Probably when you show your dominance in bed. He loves it when you put him in a mating press and just slam into his prostate over and over until he’s drooling and he’s come more times than he can count and he can’t even form words. But he also loves when you gently hold him afterwards, and massage his aches, and stroke his hair.
As a sub, Hector is obedient, kinky, and so pliant. Just love him fiercely, and make sure he knows that you don’t own him. If anything, he owns your heart.
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demigoddessqueens · 5 months
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I saw an ask with the Crictal Role Characters defending S/O from shitty family so can that be applied to the Castlevania Characters as well like Alcuard, Trevor, Sypha , Greta, Hector, Issac, Lenore, Richter, Maria, Annette, Dracula, Olrox, Morgana and Striga.
Of course nonnie!!
Alucard - has those snarky quips ready in a whole “enough of your shit” way
Sypha - she’s a rambling grumpy mess at said family, maybe drops a few cusses, and just lets it out with a blunt “you are rude!!”
Trevor - oh he does not care at all! low gravelly sighs with a few grumpy “oh shut up, f*ck off”
Greta - nope! She won’t allow this, won’t stand for it! Tells them off so eloquently and then has you in tow
Hector - he knows a thing or two about bad families so he’ll drop some thinly veiled threats but won’t waste his time or breath
Isaac - not really holding back his disdain for your mistreatment and a Night Creature army can help with that
Maria - she’s piping mad if someone mistreats you and her lengthy vocabulary emphasizes that
Annette - she’s lost and gained family so it holds dear to her, and to have others show such disdain for you greatly angers her
Richter - family is everything to Belmonts so Richter is pissed AF to see you treated so disrespectfully and even argues with them, hyping you up too
Dracula - it’s the whole “what is a man?!” all over again and gods have mercy on the family who dared to insult you
Lenore - she’s got that scowl on her face and dishes out some mean snark if she feels riled up enough
Olrox - those piercing greens betray all the boiling rage he’s about to unleash, may go into snake form just to scare them
Striga and Morana - intimidation, snark, may break the dinner table, but also very protective of you
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kayesfanfics · 21 days
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wsppp 😋😋
Do you think Adrian tepes, Trevor, or hector would date a fem witch, ghost or werewolf ? If they would date a werewolf girl, how do you think they would deal with her shifting? It’s supposably painful bc the bones are breaking then fixing themselves in a new form😭 do you think the ghost gf would sometimes have self image issues cause she isn’t really there(transparent) witch gf would be really cute esp if she has a familiar like a black cat or crow (really basic ik) omg and she like has her familiar deliver letters to her lover when they are away 🥹 or she tries to like show her lover how to make potions and he ends up growing plants or a small explosion 😭😭 imagine he makes smth right and he’s bragging but then it blows up into his face 😹😹
I always see people write for vamps but I think it would be cool to include other monsters yk. I have so many ideas but idk how to write 😔😔
Hope ur doing well! -🌙
A/N: I added Isaac as well, but THIS WAS SUCH A FUN PROMPT AND IM SORRY IT TOOK SO DAMN LONG. But I love exploring other monsters, it’s so fun-
Trevor Belmont x Witch! Reader
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His knowledge on magic is limited, but not unheard of. He understands the kind of magic Sypha uses, but yours isn’t quite like it. Your type of magic uses alchemy, black magic, the “devils work”. You’ve been cast out and targeted for practicing such things, but you continued to practice witchcraft despite the attempts on your life. Trevor had actually seen you being hauled off to a jail roughly before saving you, recognizing you as a healer around this town
After saving you, he asked for a your witchcraft services to help heal a rather nasty wound he had received, so you took him to your house, where your familiar, a beautiful crow, was awaiting your return. He cawed at your and flew over to land on your shoulder, before cocking his head curiously at the large man behind you
“He’s a customer, my dear! Be hospitable!” You teased, before guiding Trevor over to a room that contained all of your supplies and books. You put together a salve for him, and offered to put it on his wounds for him, to which he accepted and casually began to undress until he was shirtless. You stared at him with a blush on your face for a moment, until he grinned and teased you saying “My eyes are up here, love~”
You allowed him to stay with you for a few nights, which slowly blossomed into some sort of a romantic and physical relationship. When he had to leave to go kill some vampires he’d been hired to get rid of, you’d send him off with healing herbs he’d need to recreate the first salve you made for him. You’d send your familiar out to track him with magic and send him letters or extra supplies, and he’d always send some cheeky note back to you that made you giggle and kick your feet
He definitely tries to help you with your potions and powders, getting supplies or tools for you when you asked. One time he successfully recreated a potion, that is until he got cocky and knocked over another vial into the potion, causing it to explode and blow up into his face, ruining his hair and leaving his face scorched, which made you laugh so hard you nearly pissed yourself as he sarcastically laughed along with you
Adrian Tepes x Ghost! Reader
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You often times didn’t feel real and felt like your existence was useless and didn’t have a purpose, that is until you met a beautiful man with pale skin and pale blonde hair, with beautiful golden eyes and sharp fangs. He was mesmerizing and intelligent despite his age, and the two of you formed a relationship, which was soon crumbled by his father injuring him so badly he had to lock himself in a coffin to rest and heal. You haunted the place he had put himself to recover from his fathers attack, and took it upon yourself to watch over him and guard his tomb
After joining Trevor and Sypha on the journey to kill Dracula, you went with them and used your own abilities to help fight. Luckily nothing could kill you again, so you were able to fight by becoming fully invisible, making yourself solid then phase through creatures. Sypha asked you many questions on the journey about you and what it’s like being a ghost, Adrian smiling fondly as the two of you chatted excitedly, as he hadn’t seen you have a friend before
Whenever your self doubts and insecurities about your existence plagued you, he was always there to assure you that you were indeed real. You didn’t have a grave or body to visit as your body had been burned and cremated as to not start a plague, but you had a whole life before him you could tell him about. He’d be able to touch you and feel you were real, kiss you on the forehead to show you you were real
You too didn’t need as much sleep as he did, being dead and all. So you both often roamed the castle together and continued to clean and upkeep it together, rather than restlessly lying in a bed all night. The two of you would have intelligent conversations about philosophy, the science his mother studied, history, things of that sort to get you through sleepless nights. Lying in bed together cuddling while conversing, his hand rubbing your back as you rested your head on his chest
Hector x Werewolf! Reader
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As an expert on creatures of the night, he wasn’t phased slightly when he heard Master Dracula had recruited a werewolf into his Court. Despite being half human, you were never treated as one, only being treated like a dog by your fellow species. So you instead took revenge by ripping apart those who hurt you, and Dracula had met you years ago similar to how he met Hector and Isaac, but was recruited last due to your hiding out in secrecy from everybody, you were difficult to track down even for Dracula
When you arrived, you appeared as a regular human, but the vampires could sense you were anything but. You bowed to Dracula and thanked him for the opportunity to help his cause, before he told you to begin planning with the other generals. After speaking with the vampires, you decided to learn about the humans, as you were curious why they would help kill their own kind as well. You started with the silver haired man, and bonded over your shared mistreatment by humans, and he was curious about your more wolf form. You smiled and told him he’d have to wait for that, making sure he’d have something to come back to you for, as you grew fond of the shy and straight to the point man
When he finally got to see it, he watched in borderline horror as you howled in pain from the transformation, hearing your bones snap and crack into new places as you transformed into a large, furry monster. But Hector wasn’t truly afraid of you, just of the pain he heard you in, and he gently approached you and rested a hand on your forehead as he did his night creatures to comfort and calm them through their own transformations. You shut your eyes and leaned into his touch, waiting the transformation out together until it was complete, and you could stand at your new full height, well above him. He’d only look at you with fascination rather than fear or hatred like everyone else did
Isaac x Gorgon! Reader
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He is clearly not disturbed or taken aback by monsters of any kind, he’d face one with a stoic face and calm demeanor. You came to Dracula one night after being driven away by townspeople for accidentally turning someone to stone, so he allowed you refuge in his castle and gifted you a magical blindfold that would keep you from laying your eyes upon anyone and turning them into a statue. Ever since then you’ve been loyal to him and agreed immediately to help him with your cause, and to use your ability to fight off humans that have wronged you. When you met Isaac, he was immediately intrigued but didn’t make it obvious. You spent a lot of time listening to him work and hearing his night creatures be brought to life, and he’d even guided you to pet a night creature that was calm for him
Throughout the war you formed a relationship with the cold man, though he was warm to you. Never sappy or super affectionate, but he’d do things like learn Braille for you and create plaques as labels on things for you, fight alongside you and tie your blindfold back on for you when the battle was over, create night creatures specifically to help you. He allowed you to hold his arm as you walked through the ever changing castle with him. He never thought he’d find love amongst all this chaos and death, he didn’t even want to befriend Hector because of it, but yet he found himself infatuated with you and wanting to spend as much time as he had left with you
He didn’t mind the fact he’d never be able to look into your eyes, and you didn’t mind the fact you’d never be able to look at him at all except through maybe a portrait. The two of you simply enjoyed the others presence and company, oftentimes sitting beside each other doing your own things, always having a comfortable silence between the both of you. You didn’t turn objects to stone, so if you made sure not to look at any living being, you could do things like read and he’d help make sure you wouldn’t accidentally turn anyone to stone
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late-nightfalls · 4 months
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Issac: I think we're gonna have to kill this guy Poppy
Poppy: damn {:-(
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yhwhsdaughter · 1 year
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The Missing Bride (I-III)
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[Fem. Reader]
Characters: Dracula, Abraham Van Helsing, Trevor Belmont, Sypha Belnades, Adrian Tepes, Arthur Holmwood, Dr. John Seward, Quincey Morris, Hector, Isaac
Content: Vampirism, Sexual Themes, Queer Relationships, Angst, Violence, Unhealthy Dynamics
Note: These characters don’t belong to me, except for Faustia. Some are meant to replace others: Alucard as Lucy Westenra, Trevor and Sypha as Jonathan and Mina Harker. Dracula is not the same one from Castlevania.
There’ll be historical inaccuracies and such, so just humor me for the sake of the plot. If there’s anything I missed, let me know kindly. Alucard will be referred to as Adrian.
PART ONE
It was a stroke of luck, divine intervention, and the cunning of Dr. Abraham Van Helsing that resulted in the injuring of Dracula and death of his third bride.
“Master!”
His second bride ran to him, hands stained red as she pressed on the wound. The Vampire King moaned in pain. A commanding voice broke through, “[Name]! Get him inside!!” and it belonged to Dracula’s first consort, Faustia. She was vicious in her attacks, hissing, growling, and slashing at the vampire Hunter with her nails, which had grown excessively.
“Van Helsing!!!”
If hatred alone could kill someone, he would’ve fallen dead in seconds. At the sound of his name, [Name] turned, meeting the gaze of the man whose blue eyes held oceans of knowledge. Both of them had betrayed each other; the trust that once connected them had been fractured and it would never heal entirely.
Placing her husband in the safety of his coffin, [Name] looked at him with tender eyes. It reminded Dracula why he fell for her. Gripping the back of her neck, he brought it closer to his mouth, sinking his fangs ever so gently and taking until he was satisfied. She let him, releasing a silent cry. “My dear bride..” he whispered and without sparing a moment, kissed her, [Name]’s blood still on his lips. Crimson filled their mouths, staining their skin with the act. “We will protect you.” Dracula mirrored her smile, pleased that she worried for him, “I’m fortunate to have such a devoted wife.”
When Faustia returned, she had a displeased expression. “Is he dead?” Upon listening to [Name]’s query which sounded like mild concern, the raven haired beauty snarled, “That damned man, I’ll get him!” She was livid. Her master had been grievously injured and they’d lost a sister. It would be fruitless to cast all of the blame on the precious second bride, but she had played a part in this. And so, Faustia’s fist made contact with her cheek, blasting the poor [Name] to the foot of the steps. “You befriended a Hunter!”
The latter hung her head in shame, face covered by a curtain of hair. Dracula opened his pupils, hearing the commotion, he made a slow gesture with his hand, reprimanding his wives as if they were children, despite both of them being older than three hundred years. “Don’t fight my dear Faustia, be gentle to our [Name].” Reminded of their promise, the female vampire sighed heavily, cursing in her native tongue.
“You shall find me a new bride whilst I rest.” Both women could not hide their surprise, [Name] choosing to ask, confused, wondering if he was in mourning as they were, “So soon, Master?” Once again, Faustia hissed warningly, “Do not question him!” Because of her seniority and power, the younger vampire bent her will, nodding in obedience.
Dracula could not walk in the sun, amongst the living. He was a creature of darkness and was thus, cursed to remain forever in the shadows. However, his brides could roam the earth freely, though they were still bound to him, as long as his blood ran in their veins.
After sealing Dracula in his crypt, the two wives left the castle and scoured the lands. Throughout the years they encountered many prospect-able individuals, but none worthy to receive immortality. “This is fruitless..” How easy if they could just pluck anyone to be theirs, but their master would not be pleased. “We mustn’t give up.” Their hearts were shattered by the loss of one of their own, but they had to continue their endless search. “Perhaps we should travel the New World.”
And so they did. Boarding the Demeter, the two vampires commenced yet another journey to a place they’d never set foot on, far away from home. Once in the privacy of their shared room, Faustia embraced the younger woman, pulling back to press her palm against the cheek that she’d hit—though it’d been a while since, the burdening guilt never dissipated. She felt it was needed to apologize, “[Name], will you forgive me for being so cruel towards you?” Albeit Faustia offered no explanation for her actions, the former merely smiled, having forgotten about that already; she had learned to not dwell on the past. Instead, [Name] leaned into the caress, muttering, “I will always forgive you.”
They stood there, still as statues, listening as the waves rocked the ship, Eventually it was [Name] who broke the silence, “Faustia?” The latter made a small noise of acknowledgment, too content to speak. “What’s the arrangement that you and Master have?” It was something they kept secret, and although not prone to jealousy, she felt hurt by it. Whenever she attempted to bring the matter out, they would silence her with nights of passion. By the time they finished, her brain would be fuddled with love.
Unwilling to answer, Faustia groaned internally, craning her head, staring at the doe eyes of [Name]. Their lips met quickly, “Don’t worry darling.” In truth, neither wanted her to recall the horrible events that caused her nightmares for decades. Naivety led the young bride to a dark path. When she was human, despite the warnings of those around her, [Name] fell for the strange and mysterious Lord that had set his gaze on her. Ignorant to his real nature, she was turned.
Most would be scared, but instead of hysterics, despite the blood that ran down her neck she was swift to absolve her creator of guilt, which almost made Dracula regret damning such a kind soul. Without fully understanding the consequences of her actions, [Name] continued visiting her family and village, foolishly believing they would accept her. Rather, the humans set fire to her home, trapping her family inside for being in communion with devils. Her wails were dreadful, chilling those who heard it to the bone. She went mad, and could only be consoled by her lovers. As retribution, they slaughtered everyone. Not a single person made it out alive. Rivers ran red and the smell of ash permeated the land which would remain inhabitable for centuries, cursed.
Henceforth, the monsters that loved her dearly vowed to protect [Name]’s fragile spirit, lest they lose her permanently. Though their ways resulted in excessive sheltering, directing her with a heavy hand. Now in the bare arms of Faustia, [Name] slept soundlessly, a calmness within her that brought the tiniest of smiles out of the cold beauty.
“So, what is your reason for travel?” He smelled terribly, his scent obscured by an obscene amount of perfume. [Name] allowed a sickly sweet smile to grace her lips, though not directed at him. Faustia looked unamused, not bothering to hide her distaste, “You know I hate feeding on men.” “What?” Both conversed as if he wasn’t there, “Yes, but he’s plump, and I’m famished!”
“Fine.” As they nearly crushed the man with their inhuman strength, the eldest scoffed, “Next time, I’m picking our meal and it’ll be more pleasant than this.” [Name] wasn’t listening, her mouth buried in the man’s carotid.
PART TWO
Adrian Tepes felt himself falling into a wellness of never ending sorrow and solitude. His affliction began with the death of his parents, each within a year. His mother Lisa perished in a fire after trying to help people escape a burning chapel, and his father could not handle the pain of losing the one whom he loved most. His heart broke completely.
Even though Adrian was at his worst, he still urged his dear friends to marry. Trevor had sustained a life threatening injury on a hunting mission; not wanting history to repeat itself, Adrian bid farewell to Sypha, sending her off to Wallachia while he remained in England. Still, the loss he felt was too great, he was empty inside, grieving day and night. The only consolation was the brief companionship of three men he’d met, all different yet similar in the affection they shared for him. Despite Adrian’s rejection to their proposals, they remained by his side.
With a mournful sigh, he opened the morning newspaper, the news of an incident at the docks peaking his interest. The nature of it brutal, enough to garner the attention of the Hunter society; he was sure Dr. Van Helsing or one the members would inspect the case, if there was anything or anyone left.
There was. To be exact, two individuals survived the massacre, though they were no longer entirely human. Initially part of the crew, Isaac and Hector were narrowly spared; one of them to navigate the waters and the other, because they possessed an intellect beyond the regular person. “Assist us, and we will grant you anything you may desire.” Whether it was greed, mere survival, or actual desire, both men accepted the terms and conditions, serving them temporarily as familiars. “What is it that you want?” questioned Isaac, not easily intimidated as he stared them in the eye. His boldness appealed to the vampires, “We’re searching for our bride.”
“Oh?”
Arrangements were made for them to stay to stay in Carfax—courtesy of falsified documents that Hector had forged—an aged estate, though it reminded the women of Castle Dracula so they actually saw no issue with their accommodations. “We’ll require you to be our eyes and ears. Understood?”
“Perfectly, My Lady.”
Dressed in the latest fashion, the immortal pair explored the bustling streets of London. “Do you think Master will allows us to visit after we find our bride?” [Name] was dazzled, eyes bright at the marvels of modern time. Faustia stated down at her arm, and the secure grip her lover had on it, “Perhaps. Though I can’t say I would be ecstatic.” She sneered, not overly fond of the uncleanliness and lecherous glances she was receiving.
Adrian tended to visit a tavern almost daily, drowning his miseries in alcohol as well as his inheritance. What was the use of a great fortune if he had no one? He doesn’t quite remember getting into a fight nor being thrown out. Strewn unconsciously in an alley, men approached with the intentions to rob him down to the last coin. He felt them ruffle through his layers, searching for anything he might hide. Adrian Tepes was truly at his lowest.
“I’m hungry.”
“Don’t be so impatient.”
Screams resonated throughout the empty street in the direction the thief’s had headed; smart folk knew better than to check it out. Ignorance was bliss. Footsteps neared, stopping in front of Adrian. “Oh my.” The voice was soft, smooth. [Name] lowered herself, the skirts of her dress gracing the ground. She examined the golden curls of the collapsed man, whose strands shone like the sun. Humming, [Name] got closer, “What an angelic face~ Did God himself carve this?” she ran a curious finger over his jawline, tutting at the forming bruise on his cheekbone. Hearing such things about him caused Adrian to open his eyes ever so slightly. When he met those of [Name], they gleamed in awe. To him, she was beautiful beyond belief. “It seems you frightened him.” Another voice, this one callous. Adrian felt a heel kick his leg lightly, probably probing at his inebriated state. “He reeks.” He groaned in disagreement, causing Faustia to chuckle. “This man amuses me. Do you like him too, [Name]? Shall we take him?”
There was cause to be concerned when [Name] held Adrian into a sort of embrace, carrying him as if he was but a feather. However, he was touch starved to the point where he relished at her forward actions.
When he awoke, Adrian laid in someone’s bedroom, resting on a divan filled with the softest materials. Nearby he heard whimpers. Tracing his gaze towards said sounds, which made his trousers tighten, he came face with the sensual figures of the women who’d found him. Rouge bloomed in his cheeks at the sight; the smaller woman laid beneath a raven haired beauty, her dress pushed downwards, enough to expose her collarbones and the top of her breasts, “Aah!” There was a crunching sound, like biting an apple. [Name]’s cries turned into moans of pleasured pain as Faustia dipped her fangs into the curve of her shoulder blade. Adrian felt awkward, not knowing what to do. It felt rude to stay and watch but how would he leave? He didn’t know the way out, much less where he was. As if sensing his thoughts, [Name] stared at him through half-closed lids, possibly what one might call bedroom eyes, not that he’d experienced that before. She outstretched a hand, beckoning him. Adrian swallowed, slowly standing as if he entranced. Faustia sensed him approaching but she still focused her attention on her wife, bringing ecstasy to both their bodies.
When their hands made contact, Adrian nearly buckled, interlacing his fingers with [Name]’s. He was enamored, wishing to kiss her petal lips, drawn to the pinkness of her supple mouth. The young man became infatuated, even with the woman who’d kicked him, for she was also beautiful. When [Name] curled her fingers behind his head, bringing him down to a kiss, Adrian fell in love. Out of his lips escaped wanton noises, which she swallowed. These women were filling his heart with desire and love that he so badly craved. He felt wanted. “You’ve been so lonely, haven’t you?” Unable to speak, he nodded fervently, tears dropping down his flushed cheeks. “Shh..” [Name] comforted him, licking a stripe of his sorrow, tasting the saltiness. “We have been too. Join us, Adrian.” In that moment, he would have laid down his life if they asked, which they were, inadvertently. Shaking his head, Adrian knelt again for a kiss, stealing more from [Name]’s lips. He was nearly lost when Faustia pulled him back, not so gently, by his hair.
“You’re awfully familiar with my woman. Allow me to teach you manners, uneducated man.”
Adrian wanted to protest, though said comment died in his mind as he was shoved into the plush mattress. Faustia rested between his legs, making quick work of his trousers. [Name] settled herself behind Adrian, spreading her thighs so he could fit. His head rested on her soft breasts, nearly going insane with her intoxicating smell. It permeated his entire being, filled his brain with nothing but her.
His soul nearly launched out of his body when Faustia’s cold hand met his warm skin, running goosebumps down his form. A chocked noise got stuck in his throat, but was soothed by a tender kiss on the temple by the woman behind him. The vile vampire tugged expertly at his cock, her slender and nimble fingers making Adrian ascend to the highest heaven all the while [Name] murmured honeyed words in his ear. “I’m— please! Let me come..!” he begged.
Torturously, Faustia grinned like the devil she was, “I’m afraid we’ve run out of time.” Adrian’s eyes shot open, waking with a startle, taking a moment to realize he was in the comfort of his bedroom. Sunlight seeped through the door length windows, a gentle breeze moving the curtains. He looked around, desperately searching for the women who had caused him to soil his sheets. With a defeated sigh, he laid back down. “I will find you.” He vowed.
After trying to wipe the evidence of his lust clean, to spare himself the embarrassment that would follow when the maid came to collect his sheets, he eventually gave up, deciding to write the explicit and vivid dream in his notebook. Remembering it made his member harden, but this time he took care of it himself. Adrian felt conflicted; he’d never quite done things like these, having been a virtuous man but the seed of corruption sent racks of pleasure through his body that he no longer wanted to resist. Although he came, he yearned for the touch of the soft beauty that asked him to join them, whatever that meant. All he knew, was that he had to see them again. Soon. He would have to use the association’s resources to do this and while he was ashamed, he also didn’t regret it. After changing his clothes and answering Sypha’s letter (she’d expressed concern for his lack of response), Adrian left his manor hurriedly.
PART THREE
“You’re so wicked mistress.”
Isaac was amused by his employer’s antics. Faustia shared his grin, their sense of humor the same, but [Name] frowned, turning to the man beside her, “Hector, do you think me wicked?”
He was caught off guard, answering bashfully, “Hm? Oh, no, I-I don’t think you’re wicked.” Normally he was a person with great speech but [Name]’s gaze made him tongue tied, unlike Isaac who acted more casual with them. He was inexperienced with women. “You’re sweet. Would you like to become my lover?” Before he could respond, Faustia bared her fangs, though he wasn’t sure whom it was directed at, “You will do no such thing.” She was awfully possessive, not wanting to touch anyone who wasn’t her spouse. Partly, it had to do with [Name]’s terrible choices in men. The previous one was none other than Van Helsing—albeit when they first met he was yet to become a vampire hunter. Still, it skewed things between them as the older bride saw it as an act of unfaithfulness.
[Name] rolled her eyes, unhappy with Faustia’s controlling behavior. She was becoming impatient. “For the last time, Abraham was not my lover.” Neither refused to back down, “Then why do you call his name so easily?” It was clear she held affection for the man, even though he’d aged. Faustia knew that despite marrying and having a son, Doctor Abraham Van Helsing never stopping loving her bride. It was the reason why the two hadn’t managed to kill each other—a weakness that needed to be cut from the root.
“We’ve no business here but to collect our bride.” The conversation had turned serious. [Name] stood, her dress swaying with every move of her hips. It was rare for her to become upset, but when she did, there wasn’t a force in nature to calm her. “Hmph. I’m going out for a walk.” She left no room for argument, slamming the wooden door in her way.
Outside, the wind blew almost violently. Adrian wandered the streets aimlessly, searching. He’d constructed a plan, after investigating new arrivals to the city. When he heard the women speak, he knew they must’ve been foreigners, for their words were coated in an ancient accent. Using his connections, he managed to find a group of individuals who’d taken residence in the area. They were described by neighbors as odd but relatively harmless (or so it seemed). Adrian exhausted the place but no sign of the one he was looking for. His feet ached, and even with thoughts of resigning, his efforts were rewarded upon spotting a familiar woman. Initially he thought her a mirage, but then realized it was no hallucination, she was truly there in the flesh. “It’s you!” He screamed, causing her head to snap upwards, as she’d been distracted. Adrian was nearly ran over several times as he recklessly crossed the busy street. To the rest he looked like a madman, but [Name] smiled warmly as he ran towards her, “It truly is you!” Sharing his mirth, the anger which had previously filled her dissipated. Adrian locked hands, clutching them tightly, fearing she would disappear as before. Not wanting to attract too much attention, the vampire led him to a desolate street, where—without prompting, Adrian spared no moment to kiss [Name], quite desperately. It was clumsy but passionate. She smiled, not returning the action, watching carefully as he whined. Dracula and Faustia always held their seniority over her, bending [Name] to their will, and although the pleasure erased everything from her mind, she could finally see why they enjoyed this. “You’re so eager, dear.” “Don’t leave again,” he begged yet demanded. His fingers curled at the curvature of her waists before it traveled to the dip of her breasts. [Name] let out a sigh of pleasure, “I will visit you tonight, my beloved. Will you wait?” The affectionate sobriquet had Adrian trembling with desire. It felt like a goodbye and he refused to let go; eventually, he nodded, burying his head in the crook of her neck. “I’m hard…” he murmured awkwardly. Sliding down the wall in which she’d been initially pushed onto, [Name] kneeled in front of Adrian, “I will take care of you.”
Nothing was harder, at that moment, than trying to suppress his moans as [Name] took Adrian in her mouth, the warmth and softness making him die a little. The blood that rushed to this cock made the vampire practice restraint. She worked her tongue solely for him, glancing at Adrian with lustful eyes. He couldn’t handle it, his fingers tangling themselves in her well-kept hair, trying to bring her closer than she already was. ‘Come for me. I will take it all’ he heard the voice inside his mind. What was he to do, but to oblige?
Afterwards, he felt a little guilt about messing up the sophisticated hairstyle that he’d ruined, but watching [Name], who at this point introduced herself, lick her lips made him want to do it all over again. He muttered her name as if it was the saving grace on earth. As a reminder of their promise, [Name] kissed him farewell and he was able to taste himself with the action. A second more and she would have jumped him, finding it difficult to resist his blood, especially when his heart beat so fast for her. [Name] searched for an easy meal, absentmindedly bumping into a woman who gave her a haughty glare of disdain. She’d seen her with Adrian, two nobles acting like a pair of degenerates. Reminded of Faustia’s constant disapproval with her actions, [Name] was swift to make the lady into a midday refreshment. Pulling back after she’d drained and dropping the corpse to the dirty ground, she wiped at her mouth, staining the gloves.
“Faustia is right, women taste better,” she called out to the shadows. Silence greeted her, but the vampire knew better. “You can tell her I won’t be coming home to her tonight.” Isaac revealed himself, not caring that he’d been caught. [Name] felt a level of respect towards him, but part of her felt irked, insulted even, that her wife would send anyone to watch, as if she was a careless child. Isaac stood there momentarily, examining the state of his employer before giving a faux bow and retiring.
She had the intent to throw the gloves away but before she could do so, someone else crashed into her form. It only happened because the scent that surrounded the man was, unmistakably, the same as Adrian’s. Looking up, [Name] was met with a handsome face, “Sorry little lady, I did not see you there. Though I must be blind to miss such a beauty like you.” He was a charmer. “Oh, that’s alright.” Another figure bent down to pick up the gloves, raising a brow at the spots of blood. He was fair, pretty for a man. “We apologize for our clumsiness miss.” The first gentleman, who had a different accent, thicker than those of the English, asked, “Are you feeling well?” Concern was reflected in his warm brown eyes. “Yes! I suffer from frequent nosebleeds,” she answered in a flustered voice. “We have a friend, Dr. Seward, we’ll be meeting him soon. Would you like for him to take a look you?” It was a forward suggestion, one that she unfortunately turned down. “I appreciate the offer gentlemen, but I, too, am meeting someone. Thank you.” She left them little room to reply, sauntering away as they watched in a stupored state.
Adrian waited impatiently, having pushed all errands and meetings to another day. His ears perked at the soft rapping on his windows. [Name] stood there, smiling, “Well, are you going to invite me inside?” The glass door opened wider, “Yes! Please come in.” It seemed unreal, having her there, in the private space of his room, examining everything under a careful eye. A notebook caught her eye, wondering what the symbols reminded her of. Cocking her head to the side, she lured him closer, “Come to me, Adrian.” With three curt steps, he was in her arms.
Both of them fell backwards, landing on the neatly made bed. [Name] took initiative, guessing correctly that Adrian had little to no experience in these matters. Her hands explored the vastness of his soft skin, sending shivers down his spine. She traced his hips, waist, ribs, before stopping at his nipples. “Unghh..” grinning at the lewd sounds coming from him, [Name] knew to focus there. Lifting the shirt, she threw it across the room, sucking and nibbling gently at his pinkish buds. “A-ah if you do that—!” Momentarily pulling away, which resulted in her sitting exactly on his cock that felt more strained by each second, Adrian confessed, “Please, let me take you. I want to feel you inside, not just your mouth, please!” He was so pretty. His hair crowned his head and the flush in her cheeks made her grant his desires. “You beg so nicely, of course I’ll let you do what you want.”
Shedding himself inside felt so good that it took all of his will not to come. Adrian panted, the veins in his temple straining with effort. He was deep in thought, trying to focus on the task. “You’re wondering where Faustia is?” she guessed, although she knew exactly what he was thinking always. Adrian didn’t know her name but he nodded, sure they were talking about the same person. He was perfectly content with [Name] but the mean woman had also left an imprint on him. “She won’t be coming but she’s watching.”
“What?”
It was difficult, trying to decipher the meaning of her words all the while thrusting. Laughing, she squeezed at his cock, “Have you not realized, my love? We’re connected. My Master, Faustia, and I.” Perhaps it was childish of him, but Adrian felt jealous, not wanting to share his affections with another man, one whom he did not know in the slightest. Still, he could not afford the luxury of feeling that way, since he was a paramour. This prompted him to ask, “What am I to you?” Her honesty would break his heart but he yearned to know; he felt like Pandora, itching to open the box. [Name] nearly groaned out of impatience, but humored Adrian with an honest answer, “You’re the one. You’ll be our bride.” For some reason this pleased him, though the implication of belonging to more than one person stunned him. It was partly why he could not accept the proposals from the three men that vied for his love. Was something like this possible? His brows pinched, awfully close to achieving his release.
“Would I become your husband?” he asked, this time clearly and hopefully. She shook her head, as if it was a silly thought. “No. You’d be the Master’s bride, Faustia’s, and mine. He yearns for you too, I can feel it.” Adrian was conflicted, his heavy thrusts coming to a stop. “…If I don’t?” His words tentative, testing the waters. Despite being quite literally connected to [Name], he felt detached when she revealed they would never see each other ever again. “You will live and die, I won’t.” She brought a hand to his cheek, “To be together forever, you must accept the gift, though it does not come at an easy price. It’ll cost you everything: your friends, family, this place. Are you prepared to leave it behind?” Adrian thought of everyone else; they way they happily led their lives. He imagined if this is what his father felt when he lost his mother. Trevor and Sypha came to mind; he loved them dearly but he felt abandoned by them. He felt a tinge of resentment course through his veins. Arthur, Quincey, and John… he knows they tried to love him but it just wasn’t enough. [Name] was. She was tangible, for now, but if she left, she would become only a memory and that’s not something he wanted. If he didn’t have her, Adrian would regret it for the rest of his life.
Suddenly, his hold tightened, to the point to bruising, fucking her into the mattress harder than before, declaring, “I will leave everything behind, for you.” Clear droplets fell onto [Name]’s cheek and it took Adrian a moment to realize that he was crying. More tears welled in his eyes, “Please. I will do anything you ask of me, but please, please don’t leave..!” Heart swelled with love, she wiped the tears carefully, “You’re so beautiful, I could die again just looking at you.”
“Please accept me,” his request had double meaning, asking for permission to release and an answer to her proposal. [Name] nodded. She placed a myriad of kisses across his collarbone and shoulder till it lead to his neck. Prepared, she bit Adrian, sucking his blood slowly as he moaned, resuming his previous ministrations. Shortly after, he came with a thunderous force, pumping all of his life into [Name].
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TW: cursing, sexual themes
Alucard: Romanian
He’s surprised and pleased—and his intellectual side is a bit turned on, frankly. He didn’t expect this.
Be prepared for him to start using sweet terms for you, and to start peppering his language with more and more Romanian now that he knows he can.
Will help you learn other languages too—and will probably help you review them (in study sessions, but also in bed 😏)
Whispers Romanian terms of affection in your ear all the time. And I mean all the time.
Hector: Latin
I always think of him as a fan of the classics… anyways
He is so happy! He’s a bookish boy, we know this, so expect him to set up reading hangouts.
He will absolutely read to you from classical plays and other works, the more romantic the better.
Call him sweet names in Latin, and he will probably melt. Kisses and blushing cuddles for you after that. 😘
Isaac: Arabic
He won’t show his amazement immediately, just a little widening of his eyes, but he will be very surprised and pleased. He’s stoic and we love him.
He starts casually slipping terms and idioms into his speech that he hasn’t been able to use in a while. It makes him smile more to use his first language who are you and what are you doing to his heart
One night he slips and uses a term of endearment for you. He actually blushes when he realizes.
Please please please tell him you love him in Arabic and kiss his forehead okay
Armin Arlert: German
Armin’s a sweet baby, right? Innocent? Kind always? Wrong
He curses in German (only in German) and he will be so embarrassed if he realizes you understand him.
Low key has road rage and will mutter furious expletives…
He gives his closest friends nicknames in German, and when you give him one he almost faints. You give each other compliments and call each other sweet names all the time.
Eren also speaks German, and he fake gags at your conversations
Reiner Braun: Italian
Yes I know he’s not Italian hear me out
When you speak Italian to Reiner, he’s just struck by how musical it sounds, and he wants to hear more. He’ll ask bashfully for you to tell him what it all means.
He will try to learn it with you. He wants to understand what you’re saying.
When he finds out you’ve been calling him pet names in Italian for weeks, months, or years, he turns bright red and buries his face in your neck so he doesn’t have to look at you directly.
He will learn enough Italian to compliment you and give you pet names back. 🥰
Levi Ackerman: German again
Unsurprisingly, lots of “shit” and “damnit” but in German. The poop jokes are actually funnier…
He doesn’t react visibly when you respond to his grumbling in German with German—but inside he’s pleased and maybe a bit satisfied that you’re on the same page.
He’s going to slowly increase the amount of German he speaks, and one day he barks something truly vulgar at Eren and you just start snickering. He actually smiles. Eren’s horrified
Yes, poop jokes. More of them.
And yes, he does call you pet names in German—he tells people he doesn’t want to know about your relationship that it means brat (it means sweetheart)
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astridscale · 11 months
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Chapter 2 is out of my Trevor Belmont x Reader fanfic! Please give it a read! ^_^
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kemahz · 1 year
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You know I'm kinda upset that there's not a lot of castlevania content, especially for hector. I need more of my precious boi hector, please 🙏
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nickgoesinsane · 1 year
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Thinking about isaac makes me just,, just.. smile.
Knowing for a fact that man has a praise kink and likes to be sweet talk to—by someone he admires, by someone he respects. He likes the consideration put in words you say when you interact with him, he likes the gratification that he gets from enlightenment you bestow. Likes the non-narrow mindset you have, issac respects you deeply because of that. Isaac likes despite whatever you've faced during your lifetime, hardships or not, you have beautiful personality that rolls with your mindset and views, and not off in a completely distasteful manner. He admires you so much, during not even a long period of time of friendship. Issac believes he's found his equal, someone so compatible with him, he finds himself woo-ed over, almost instantly at that notion.
Isaac often finds his mind wondering to you before bed. There's this just idyllic rush he feels course through him—but rush in a way that it didn't felt like a dam had burst, no, no, it wasn't intense, overwhelming like that. It was peaceful, his mind transition so quickly to this peaceful mood when in the thoughts of you. The rush that course through him was like, dipping into a lake to bathe. It was easy. So easy, to have his body drown so entirely, all around and every inch, was absorbed in the thought, no, possibly of being in your presence. Being a like something more with you. Isaac often lowers his hands almost unconsciously before bed, and when realized, he already was pleasuring himself. Uttering and babbling to himself, whimpering as he angle his fingers just right. Isaac wish it to be you, the first ever desire he indulge and fantasize in.
He wish you were with him to performed this intimate act. Isaac previously had wants, needs, plans— still do, but never desires, something he shunned humans for. Having desires and endlessly pursuing them, by whatever means, were at the core what humans embodied. But now, he doesn't care if he's exclude or included now that he has desires. All Isaac cares about more than that, is having you go crazy in desiring him as he desires you. Isaac is mad inlove and desires reciprocation. He wants those lips of yours, that wise mouth of yours, to conjure such honey sweet words, that his blood crawl out of his skin. Isaac is imagining all kinds of validation he would like to receive and it brings him all the way straight to climax, thickly dousing his own stomach.
Isaac is quite a blunt person. The moment his next interaction plays out with you, he concludes he'll bed you.
(What do you think of Abel? Man he's so pretty im tots a monsterfucker.)
Isaac my beloved—
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We know for a fact that when he loves, he loves unconditionally. He’s loyal to the end. He’ll love and support you in this life and the next. Love him just as ardently, and he’s a goner. Putty in your hands, soft and pliant.
Also Abel??? Fuck yes.
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Pretty like his master.
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pinkmirth · 2 months
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⸻ 𝐸𝒳𝒞ℰ𝒫𝒯ℐ𝒪𝒩!
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𝒮𝒴𝒩𝒪𝒫𝒮ℐ𝒮 ⨾ isaac’s contempt for humans is unshakeable. though maybe, just maybe, you can convince him there are still a few good souls left— that you could be of the utmost value to him.
𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜ℐ𝒩𝒮 ⨾ ( 1k+ words of . . . ) isaac laforeze x fem!reader (black coded), canon divergent, set in the 15th century (1400s), nsfw/smut, porn with no plot whatsoever, unestablished relationship, hook-up, size difference, rough sex, mating press, gagging using a shirt, isaac is mean, explicit language, lowercase intended, not proofread, minors shoo!
𝑀𝒴 𝐿𝒪𝒱ℰ-𝒩𝒪𝒯ℰ! ⨾ this man has been growing on me, i cannot lie . . . he’s vengeful and cruel and that makes him sexy in my warped little mind >< to all the isaac fuckers, please enjoy! ❤︎
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what the fuck is he doing? 
isaac has no clue. all he’s sure of is that right now, in this very moment, you lie beneath him. not in the way you’d imagine either, such as pinning you down and forcing that you accept defeat; but with clothes ridden and a gaze overtaken by lust. it isn’t only you that’s succumbed; it pains him to admit that he wants this too. 
to put it simply, the man’s bedding you— a malicious man who reserves compassion for no one, not even himself. isaac thought he had no appetite for these kinds of things. it’s much closer in his nature to pierce a forging dagger clean through one’s chest, send their spirit on a trip down to hell, and conjure up a better being out of them. he’s even considered turning you. but perhaps, he likes you just as you are. your devotion to him is admirable. he can tell that you love him— it’s terribly obvious, with how eager you are to please. as for whatever’s happening between you and himself, he isn't sure if he could even call it lovely.
it’s more of a rendezvous, as he’d like to put it. you’re there when he needs you to be, so sweet and forever pliant, and he takes full advantage of that. he isn’t fond of your kind, but you intrigue him, so he’ll give you a chance. if humans are good for anything, it can be to gratify him in the very least. 
you’re molded into the position that isaac has shaped you to take; at your back, legs coiling around his waist, with your dainty hands flailing in search of his firm biceps to grab onto. you like to think that you can handle the man, and you’ve surely slept with him quite enough times to accustom yourself. it’s just that tonight, he’s going so fast. he’s had a sour day, you bet. now he’s here at your chamber to take it out on you; not that you mind it. desperation coming from the likes of isaac laforeze is enough to get yourself off of. 
“mmph— forgemaster!” you whine out to him. he couldn’t care less.
“quiet.” isaac hushes you, bringing a large veined hand coming to press at your throat. he’s big, imposing, mean. you should hate him, considering that he likely, no, undoubtedly hates you . . . but his harsh pounding makes your brain melt away.
“don’t be a nuisance, just take me. it’s the only thing you can do right, after all.” 
he might be currently spitting venom your way, but you think he’s actually growing more of a liking to you. in truth, you might just have hopeful thinking (including an unhealthy attachment to the man.) before, isaac would only ever take you from behind so he didn’t have to see your ‘disgustingly shameless expressions,’ as he’d call them. he couldn't bring himself to bear witness to your glossy eyes. now, he’s got you laid on your back, so he can unleash the nastiest set of words straight into your face. 
apart from the bedroom, he isn’t necessarily rude. isaac speaks with poise, his accented tone forever calm. the forgemaster is nothing but well-mannered. yet, hatred still remains. you see it quite clearly— a fiery contempt that his eyes cannot hide. 
there’s a narrow bead of sweat that travels down the side of isaac’s face, his mahogany-red eyes focused on your core as he wrecks you, spearing you open time and time again. the man peers down at you with what you could only consider to be disdain, and such a look shouldn’t excite you so. it’s as if the wet squelch of your pussy is too vulgar, too loud for him. he’s ramming in with reckless abandon, and your cunt’s making a nasty mess all over his smooth, clean-shaven pelvis. 
he’s so fucking rough, uncaring of whether or not it hurts. his thighs are flexing along with his rugged thrusts, enveloping you within the security of his deep brown frame. between your body and his, you slip a hand down to rub at your neglected clit, since you know he isn’t about to go out of his way and do it for you.
you mewl with every jolt of his hips, and he’s had enough of the sound. isaac stops, takes hold of both your legs, presses them down to your chest, and keeps them there with his own weight. in this air-thinning position, he slips back into your heat. this time, with more control. his reign on you is stronger, and his thick cock is going so much deeper. 
“by god, just— fucking shut up.” his otherwise handsome face is twisted into a shadowed scowl. oh, how humans irritate him so. he prays that the lord can forgive him for his spiteful heart. “be good, just this once . . . don’t allow my patience to wear thin, woman.” 
not wanting to upset him further, you take your bunched-up top from your chest and bite into it, drooling over the fabric to keep yourself quiet. isaac almost chuckles. it’s simply air passing through his nose, but a laugh nonetheless. 
“you look better that way.” he grunts, bruising your soft-brown flesh with his grip, “when you’re being muzzled.”
you begin squeezing him rapidly, cunt fluttering in a way that tells him you’re closer than ever. you moan into the spit-riddled cloth and shut your eyes hard once you come all over him, leaving the both of you with sticky essence dripping down to your thighs. isaac’s climax soon nears, a lowly ‘fuck,’ escaping him. he pulls out instantly, allowing his cum drop onto your heaving tummy in hot spurts. the last thing he wants is to bring another poor soul to a world as cruel as this one. 
all is done, the highs pass, and your eyes meet. his own, colored similarly to the finest redwood, have softened just by a little. maybe you’ve fucked away some of his contempt. isaac brings a hand to his tattooed forehead, and wipes off his sweat with the back of it. 
“it’s reassuring to know that humans are useful for something.” 
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demigoddessqueens · 9 months
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why me?
A/n - this is based off a CR ask here , person A asks “why me?”
A/n 2 - I’ve added a bonus one too for CV Nocturne
Trevor
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Not a man who’s strong suit is words, but you’re touched when Trevor tells you so bluntly, “because I love you! And after all this damned craziness, I’d always want to have you”
Alucard
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Dhamphir boi is deep in his feelings, kissing you deeply as he whispers to you, “because you made me forget what it was like to be alone”
Greta
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Serious as she can sometimes be, Greta has her flirtatious side. Holding your hand, kisses, listing all your good qualities and how if it wasn’t for her who else will you have in life for new adventures?
Sypha
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The Speaker woman is just gushing over her feelings for you, so much so you’ve forgotten the sighted bit of doubts you had from before
Dracula
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Ever passionate yet broody, the Lord of Vampires whispers of what he adores about you, how the life of solitude has the ray of light that is you to warm its icy interior
Isaac
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A Devils Forgemaster who’s mastered his craft and is also a master of words; you’re more than just a travel companion to him, but one he couldn’t think to be apart from.
Hector
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A soothing melodic voice who’s enticing words guarantee you that said feelings are reciprocated because there’s a new chapter in life he wants to explore within himself and you
Bonus:
Richter 🌙
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Young as he is, the strong Belmont is recklessly in love with you and in his mission(s), he says he trusts you with his life no matter how perilous it may turn
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kayesfanfics · 7 months
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Castlevania Men When Their S/O Has a Nightmare
Trevor Belmont
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Is the type to casually wrap an arm around you and pull you back into bed with him. He’s still half asleep, but he will cuddle you and let you relax, asking you if a beer would help. When you smack him, he knows you’re okay and not having a full on break down
If it’s serious though, the kind that leads to a panic attack, he will be alert and wide awake immediately, ready to help you. He will take your hands in his, his thumbs rubbing the back of your hands, and he makes you look him in the eyes. He will tell you you need to breathe, and to copy him; breathe in through your nose, and out of your mouth. Once you’ve calmed down to at least semi normal breathing, he’ll tug you into his chest and hug you tightly, playing with your hair as he lets you bury his face into his chest
He may be a little awkward about getting real and talking about his feelings, but if you want to tell him about your nightmare, he’s all ears. He’ll stare at the ceiling and rub your back or play with your hair mindlessly as you talk, and he lets you rant if it gets to that. Will joke and say he’ll slay all your demons for you, earning a small laugh from you before you’re all “No but seriously-“
Adrian Tepes
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Immediately wakes up, thinking something is endangering you. Once he scans the room and realizes there’s nothing threatening you, he’ll turn to you to figure out what is happening. Once he realizes you had a nightmare, he’ll go from protective mode to soft mode in the blink of an eye. Asks if he can hold you, and you answer him by clinging onto him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He hugs you, rubbing your back and even singing you a lullaby his mother used to sing to him as a boy
Would be honored if you opened up to him about your nightmare. He wants to know your every fear so that he can protect you from them, no matter how great or small you may think they are. If you ever try to write it off and tell him he’s been through worse, he’ll shut that down immediately. Your fears are valid too, he doesn’t care if you think little of them. To him, anything that frightens you even the littlest bit is a threat, and he wants to keep you safe from them, be it spiders or a traumatic experience
Will take you out for a walk if you can’t go back to sleep. He wasn’t really sleeping either, so it’s of no disturbance to him. Will hold your hand as you walk through the woods, to the stream where he fishes. He’ll have you sit next to him on the river bank, and you let the cool night air flow through your hair, and the rippling of the water ground you and relax you further. If you get chilly, Adrian will lend you his coat, draping it over your shoulders and smiling when you bring it to your face to breathe in his scent
Hector
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He knows all too well that feeling of waking up in sheer terror in the middle of the night. You’ve helped him with plenty of nightmares after escaping the vampire sisters, so he is up and ready to help you. He remembers you holding him and playing with his hair when he wakes up from one, so he offers to do that for you. When your shaking body presses against his, he wants nothing more than to take that pain and fear from you. He hates seeing you in such distress, especially over something he can’t physically see and protect you from
One of his undead pets will hop up onto the bed and plop down in your lap. Whether it’s his puppy, Cezar, who licks at your face and whines for you, or his cat who simply curls up in your lap and purrs. Either one, their love is pure and you pet them to ground yourself as you begin to relax. Hector smiles down at the pet, being all “Are you protecting Y/N as well? Such a caring thing you are.” and you smile as he rubs your arms to soothe your shaking body and your nerves
He wants to know what scared you, he wants to help you and protect you from this fear. He knows he’s not exactly the strongest person, but he’s still there for you and wants you to feel safe in his arms. If you don’t feel ready to share, he understands, since it took him time to open up about his as well. So for the meantime, holding you while you held one of his undead pets was enough
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kakusu-shipping · 8 months
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Emile Hides - He/She
Agender - Gendercute - Fray/Panromantic - Asexual - Polyam
24 years old
Autistic - OCD - URAD - Anxiety
Age Regressor - Permakid - Age Locked
Proship - Self Ship - Fudanshi
Art Tag: Emile’s Arts
Writing Tag: Emile’s Writing
Edit Tag: Emile's Edits
This is my Ship and Let Ship blog where I post about ships I like, Self Ship as loudly as possible, write X Readers curated to me and me alone, and ramble about my F/Os in the tags of other people’s posts.
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Full F/O list under the cut (Very Long)
Romantic F/Os
Koro-Sensei - Assassination Classroom
Toshinori Yagi (All Might) - My Hero Academia
Nezu - My Hero Academia
Mashirao Ojiro + Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia
Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) + Kendo Rappa - My Hero Academia
Atsuhiro Sako (Mr. Compress) + Jin Bubaigawa (Twice) - My Hero Academia
All For One - My Hero Academia
Makarov Dreyar - Fairy Tail
Toma E. Fiore + Mako - Fairy Tail
Jackpot - Fairy Tail/OC
Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation
Leuvis - The Promised Neverland
Kyube - Madoka Magica
Isaac - Castlevania
Ginko - Mushishi
Takashi Morinozuka - Ouran Highschool Host Club
Tetsuo Takahashi - Interviews with Monster Girls
Kometani Chushaku + Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate
Shouko Kirishima + Yuuji Sakamoto - Baka and Test
Masato Hanzawa - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura
Gonzaburo Taishiro - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura
Franky Franklin - Spy X Family
Riri - Romantic Killer
Junta Hayami - Romantic Killer
Harunobu Nikaidou - March comes in like a Lion
Otsu + Minegishi - Manly Appetites
Muta - The Cat Returns
Scorpia - She-Ra
Bismuth + Peridot + Lapis - Steven Universe
Eda Clawthorn + Raine Whispers - The Owl House
Hieronymus Bump - The Owl House
Phillip Wittebane - The Owl House
Good Billions + Bad Billions - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts
Tad Mullholand - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts
Alfur - Hilda
Big Macintosh - My Little Pony
Ruby Gloom + Skull Boy - Ruby Gloom
The Snork - Moominvalley 2019
Lynn Angel + Nick Hoult - All Saints Street
Teddy - Bob's Burgers
Sisu - Raya and the Last Dragon
Zack Binspin - Moshi Monsters
Allhands - Drawga
Gyorik Rogdul + Grendan Highforge + Rosé - Drawtectives
James - Pokemon Anime
N - Pokemon Black/White
Drayden - Pokemon Black/White
Lillie - Pokemon Sun/Moon
Molayne + Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon
Guzma - Pokemon Masters
Milo + Gordie - Pokemon Sword/Shield
Clavell - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Jacq + Saguaro + Salvatore + Hassel - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Kieran + Drayton - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Hydreigon - Pokemon Black/White2
Chesnaught - Pokemon XY
Inteleon - Pokemon Sword/Shield
Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Bloodmoon Ursaluna - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Heracross - Monster Mind
Smeargle + Kecleon - Monster Mind
Mario + Luigi - Super Mario
C.Q. Cumber - Splatoon 2
Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3
Jel La Fleur - Splatoon 3
Isabelle + Tom Nook + Redd + Brewster - Animal Crossing
Papyrus - Undertale
Vulkin - Undertale
Spamton - Deltarune
Swatchlings - Deltarune
Viktor Humphries - Slime Rancher
Dick Gumshoe - Ace Attorney
Raymond Sheilds - Ace Attorney
Phineas Flilch - Ace Attorney
Hifumi Yamada + Celestia Ludenburgh - Danganronpa 1
Teruteru Hanamura - Danganronpa 2
Toko Fukawa + Genocide Jack - Danganronpa UDG
Ryoma Hoshi + Gonta Gokuhara - Danganronpa V3
Monokuma - Danganronpa series
Shirokuma - Danganronpa series
Kyle Klim (K) - Virtue's Last Reward
GTM-CM-G-OLM - Virtue's Last Reward
Kazuaki Nanaki + Hitori Uzune - Hatoful Boyfriend
The King - Hatoful Boyfriend
Zenyatta - Overwatch
Ramattra - Overwatch
B.O.B. + Bars - Overwatch
Maximillien - Overwatch
Lynx17 - Overwatch
Iggy - Overwatch
Toy Freddy + Funtime Freddy - Five Nights at Freddy's AU
Nightmare Fredbear - Five Nights at Freddy's 4
Sun - Five Nights at Freddy's Security Breach
Leshy - Inscryption
Magnificus - Inscryption
Theodore DaCabe (The New Prince) - Chzo Mythos
Anna (The Huntress) - Dead by Daylight
Al-An - Subnautica Below Zero
Mae Borowski - Night in the Woods
Candyman - Lethal League
Gabocha - Suikoden 2
Richmond - Suikoden 2
Neclord - Suikoden 2
Luca Blight - Suikoden 2
Andras - Hell's Library
Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children
Reed + Leigh - Middlegame
Queerplatonics/Metamours
Aguri Yukimura - Assassination Classroom - Queerplatonic
Mei Hatsume - My Hero Academia - Queerplatonic
Rikiya Yostubashi (ReDestro) - My Hero Academia - Queerplatonic
Reedus Jonah - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic
Pantherlily - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic
Peridot - Steven Universe - Queerplatonic
Nemona - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic
Raifort - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic
Bowser - Super Mario - Queerplatonic
Cobb - Animal Crossing - Queerplatonic
Genocider Syo (Genocide Jack/Jill) - Danganronpa UDG - Queerplatonic
Winston - Overwatch - Queerplatonic
Goobert - Inscryption - Queerplatonic
Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia - Metamours
Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate - Metamour
Minegishi - Manly Appetites - Metamour
Baron Humbert Gon Gikkingen - The Cat Returns - Metamour
Lapis Lazuli - Steven Universe - Metamour
Nick Hoult - All Saints Street - Metamour
Brassius - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Metamour
Princess Peach + Princess Daisy + Prince Peasely - Super Mario - Metamours
Shuu Iwamine - Hatoful Boyfriend - Metamour
Abra - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Grovyle - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Buizel - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Rhydon - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Sandslash - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Lucario - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits
Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Trainer
Wilkstrom - Pokemon X/Y - Trainer
Salvatore - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Trainer
Shiintonic - Pokemon Anime - Partner
Stoutland (Rusty) - Pokemon Black/White2 - Partner
Mincinno (Nezu) - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Partner
Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Partner
Koraidon - Pokemon Scarlet - Partner
Ogerpon (Clementine) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Partner
Weavile - Pokemon - Partner
Familials
Heatran + Entei - Pokemon - Parents
Marlo + Dora - Animal Crossing - Parents
Ginko + Adashino - Mushishi - Parents
Tony Mario - Mario Movie - Father
Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3 - Father
Ridley Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Father
Frank Columbo - Columbo - Father
Opal - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Mother
Briar - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Mother
Beware - Pokemon Anime - Mother
Toriel - Undertale - Mother
Reaper Leviathan - Subnautica - Mother
Alder - Pokemon Black/White - Parental Figure
Toadsworth - Super Mario - Parental Figure
Mondatta - Overwatch - Parental Figure
Nezu - My Hero Academia - Parental Figure
Clavell - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Grandfather
Rizzo - Animal Crossing - Grandfather
Craig Cuttlefish - Splatoon - Grandfather
Kaoru Toudou - Baka and Test - Grandmother
Elvin Gadd - Super Mario - Uncle
Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Uncle
Petri - Animal Crossing - Aunt
Mitsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Big Sister
Sekijiro Kan - My Hero Academia - Big Brother
Boris Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Big Brother
Molayne - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Big Brother
Jelonzo - Splatoon - Big Brother
James Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Big Brother
Peter Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Little Brother
Victini - Pokemon Black/White - Little Brother
Arven - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Little Brother
Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye) - My Hero Academia - Twin Brother
Kyoya Ootori - Ouran Highschool Host Club - Found Sibling
Cyrus - Pokemon Platinum - Found Sibling
Genji Shimada - Overwatch - Found Sibling
Ramattra - Overwatch - Found Sibling
Micheal Bleak - Wayward Children - Found Sibling
Mario + Luigi - Super Mario - Cousins
Ingo + Emmet - Pokemon Black/White - Cousins
Callie + Marie - Splatoon - Cousins
Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Cousin
Samson - Animal Crossing - Cousin
Ira Blood - All Saints Street - Cousin
Cosmog (Nebby) - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Daughter
Amy Rose - Sonic Series - Daughter
Berdly - Deltarune - Daughter
Akito Sohma - Fruits Basket - Daughter
Julie - Jobless Reincarnation - Daughter
Jack + Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children - Daughters
Bede + Allister - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Sons
Pecharunt (Momotaro) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Son
Rabbid Luigi (Louis) - Mario + Rabbids - Son
Espio - Sonic Series - Son
Neito Monoma - My Hero Academia - Son
Inasa Yoarashi - My Hero Academia - Son
Ichiban Natsuno - Mix; Meisei Story - Son
Black Hat - Villainous - Son
The Collector - The Owl House - Son
Hastur - The Baby in Yellow - Son
Sam - Trick R' Treat - Child
Luz + King + Hunter - Kids
Bowser Jr. + Koopalings - Super Mario - Kids
The Lab Kids - Animal Crossing - Kids
Boss Salmonids - Splatoon 3 - Kids
Warriors of Hope - Danganronpa UDG - Kids
The Monokubs - Danganronpa V3 - Kids
Rosalina - Super Mario - Niece
Sonic + Tails - Sonic Series - Nephews
Jelfonzo - Splatoon - Nephew
Katsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Nephew
Snufkin - Moominvalley 2019 - Nephew
Laxus Dreyar - Fairy Tail - Grandson
505 - Villainous - Grandson
Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation - Student
The Squidbeak Splatoon - Splatoon - Family
Danganronpa V3 Cast - Danganronpa UDG - Family
The Fairy Tail Guild - Fairy Tail - Family
Class 3-E - Assassination Classroom - Family
Fatfam - My Hero Academia - Family
League of Villains - My Hero Academia - Family
The Sohmas - Fruits Basket - Family
The Evil Slasher Orphanage - Various - Family
Besties
Toshimitsu Kubo - Baka and Test
Irina Jelavic + Tadaomi Karasuma - Assassination Classroom
UA Teachers - My Hero Academia
Lucy's Celestial Spirits - Fairy Tail
Samuel - Fairy Tail
Yuuko Ichihara + Kimihiro Watanuki + Shizuka Domeki - XXXHolic
The Host Club - Ouran Highschool Host Club
Ritsu Sohma - Fruits Basket
Makoto Katai - Komi Can't Communicate
Miyano Yoshikazu + Sasaki Shuumei - Sasaki and Miyano
Hanazawa Masato - Sasaki and Miyano
Entrapta + Hordak - She-Ra
Grime + Sasha - Amphibia
Iris + Misery + Frank and Len - Ruby Gloom
The Joxter - Moominvalley
Flug Syls - Villainous
Jessie + Meowth + Wobbuffet - Pokemon Anime
Cheren + Bianca - Pokemon Black/White
Hau + Gladion - Pokemon Sun/Moon
Dendra + Miriam - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Team Star - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
The Leauge Club - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet
Grimer - Monster Mind
Elvin Gadd - Super Mario
Metal Mario + Gooigi - Super Mario AU
Doctor Mario + Mr. L - Super Mario AU
Pearl + Marina - Splatoon
Spyke - Splatoon
The Mad Scientist Team - Animal Crossing
Chara - Undertale
Kris - Deltarune
Chihiro Fujisaki + Kiyotaka Ishimaru + Mondo Owada - Danganronpa 1
Kazuichi Soda - Danganropa 2
Ultimate Imposter + Ryoma Mitarai - Danganronpa 3
Hiroko Hagakura + Yuta Asahina + Taichi Fujisaki - Danganronpa UDG
The Nightmare Animatronics - Five Nights at Freddy's 4
Bonbon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Sister Location
Moon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach
Helpi - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach RUIN
Huggy Wuggy + Mommy Long Legs - Poppy Playtime
Jamison Fawks (Junkrat) + Mako Rutledge (Roadhog) - Overwatch
Younster Squad (All heroes in their early 20's) - Overwatch
Team Talon - Overwatch
Gregg Lee + Angus Delaney - Night in the Woods
Nina - Suikoden 2
Klaus Windmier + Sierra Mikain - Suikoden 2
Claire + Brevity + Hero + Ramiel - Hell's Library
Thankyou very much for Reading
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