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emjae · 2 years

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we'll be alright

alucard x gn!reader

takes place in the szn2 finale of castlevania when alucard bids sypha and trevor goodbye. luckily, he won't be guarding castlevania and the belmont hold alone.

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tw: much fluff, angsty ending, sypha refers to you as "them" once, descriptions of dracula's death, trevor has like,,, barely any lines, alucard crying bcs thats how i roll AND function, pre-established marriage, yes he's your husband bcs i said so, errr one middle finger from yours truly but thats about it

"Are you sure you don't want to come with Trevor and I?" Sypha asks you for the third time today, obviously hoping you'd change your mind, say yes, and jump into the carriage. With a hearty laugh, you shake your head.

"For the last time, Belnades, yes. And I'll be fine, trust me," you smile softly, your hands in hers. The ginger frowns but nonetheless respects your decision. She pulls you in for a tight hug and bunches your shirt in her smaller hands as she buries her face into your chest. Your smile grows softer as your hands rest behind her head. "Take care of that stinky son of a bitch for me, yeah?"

The Belnades pulls away with a laugh and wipes away a tear with a small nod. "Alright. While I do that, I trust that catty son of a bitch for me." The both of you laugh, grabbing the attention of Trevor and Alucard who had their own conversation a few feet away from the both of you. "I'll have a word with Alucard for a moment. Again, take care," Sypha smiles, a gesture you return.

You watch as she took off to push Trevor aside harshly to talk with Alucard. A hearty laugh leaves you as the larger man walks over to you with a grumble, deciding to occupy himself by packing the last of their cargo.

Joining him, you lean on the carriage while watching him struggle to do the simple task. Trevor always amused you.

"It's going to be hard getting used to you and Alucard not hissing at each other every five minutes," you hum. Trevor grunts as he finally gets the two bags in the cart. He sighs and drops his arms to his sides and gives you a look; one of confusion.

"We've been together for days. I don't get where you're coming from," he mumbles, uncharacteristically fidgeting with his fingers. You copy his confused look.

"Yeah, well. Both of you wouldn't stop slapping each other's hands like a bunch of bitchy, young girls," you snort. "It was easy getting used to that, but I doubt it'll be the same for when you and Belnades are gone.

The Belmont stares at you for a moment before looking away. He mutters something under his breath—something you luckily caught.

"Yeah, I guess I'll miss you too."

You break into a wide smile before a snort stops you. You did your best to fight a laugh at Trevor's out-of-character confession but very visibly, and audibly, failed. Another loud laugh escapes you, one that had you stomping your feet and hitting the frame of the carriage as you doubled over; stomach and cheeks and throat aching with tears glossing over your crinkled eyes.

Trevor huffs and averts his gaze, obviously embarrassed by your outburst. From behind him, Sypha and Alucard peer over to see you gasping for breath on the ground. Never have they ever seen you laugh like an invisible entity was tickling you mercilessly. It was definitely a sight. Sypha throws Alucard another one of her soft smiles before running over to you.

"Yeesh, Trevor. What did you say that made them like . . . this?"

"Nothing, don't mind it. Just get on," he rolls his eyes and offers you a hand, one you took while still hysterically laughing. The former noble walks over to the opposite side Sypha sat, grabbing ahold of the reins.

Just when a cough tickled your throat, the blond half-vampire walks over to pat your back. With a relieved sigh and a thank-you, you place your hand in Alucard's while he guides you over to Sypha's side of the carriage.

The Speaker and you watch as Trevor waved a bye to the blond next to you only to receive a middle finger from the said man. Your stomach had already hurt from laughing so much, so all you could do was snort at the interaction. Sypha, on the other hand, giggled.

"Ah."

"Fuck you."

All four of you let out one final laugh together before Trevor turned to look ahead. He raises the hands that gripped the reins before bringing them down abruptly. "Come on, boy."

You and Alucard listened and watched as the horses clopped away, a linger of a sad gaze fixated on the back of the carriage. A calloused hand grips your shoulder softly when Trevor reaches out his hand to the side to wave you two once more before retracting it.

A sigh leaves you. Not one that would escape you after a good laugh, or a refreshing drink, or a fulfilling meal. No. For once, it was one of sadness.

You didn't know Belmont and Belnades for very long, but you—all of you became good friends over time. Defeating Dracula wasn't easy, especially for you and Alucard. The man was a bit of a father figure to you. You saw through his death with your husband. You watched your husband drive the bedpost deeper and deeper into your in-law with a scowl and wide eyes. You watched the stake pierce through the black cloak your in-law always wore.

Despite being a vampire yourself and never feeling cold, a shudder thrummed throughout your entire body. At that moment, you could hear and feel your heartbeat. When you walked towards Dracula's unmoving body to see no signs of life, you looked up to Alucard with wide eyes. He had the same expression.

My boy. Dracula barely whispered when he realized all three of you crash-landed into Alucard's childhood room. My boy and my dear girl.

The greatest gift you ever gave to me, he whispered as he turned to the portrait of Lisa, your mother-in-law. And I'm killing him.

Slowly, he trails his eyes to you; the eyes that were drained of bloodlust but now of realization and horror. Horror that he was killing his only two children.

You shake your head, forcing yourself out of your reverie. Looking ahead, the vehicle Sypha and Trevor had boarded was nothing but a dot at the end of the road. You look up to Alucard who stared at the ground, unmoving.

You shifted so you'd take up his vision instead of the gravel below you two, making the dhampir smile. "Why don't we just head back to the castle, hm? We have quite a mess to clean up," you whisper, running your thumb over his cheek. The small gestures you did was something Alucard always found endearing.

He nods with a smile before taking your hand in his, making a beeline towards the castle.

Your trip was quiet, brisk. You'd often look over to check on your beloved, only to see him deep in thought, eyes blankly watching Castlevania inch closer and closer, grow bigger and bigger with every step

When the two of you finally made it to the entrance now rid of the dead bodies (but not of the clutter), you let Alucard walk ahead of you. You walked a step slower than him and stopped when he did. He kept his yellow gaze on the staircase for a few minutes before grabbing your hand. He ran his own along the railing as you two ascended, striding to Dracula's study, side-by-side, hand-in-hand.

"Is this how the castle felt to you," he whispered, as if asking the ghost of his father, "before my mother first arrived at your door?" You frown at this, gripping his hand tighter. He returns the action back in less than a heartbeat.

Alucard enters the study first, fixing his mother's fallen portrait and setting the velvet chair up to face the door and its frame that you leant on. You decided to fix the books which had fallen off of the shelves, leaving your spouse to his own devices.

The room was quiet. Deafeningly so that it made your ears ring. Despite having the books and shelves to distract you, your husband still lured you to look away from your chore to look at him.

A shaky sigh resounded in the room, and it wasn't yours. Swiftly pushing a book into the shelf, you catch sight of Alucard crying.

You take in a sharp inhale as you run over to kneel in front of him, wiping his tears. Your husband keels over to hide his vulnerable self behind his blond hair and pale hands, hoping that you'd maybe leave him alone.

But the both of you knew that's not what he wanted.

Sobs and gasps leave and enter him, shaking his entire body like a fragile leaf fighting against the harsh winds. Standing up, you tower over him and wrap your arms around him—his own darting around your waist.

Your dear, heartbroken husband cried against your stomach, wanting to skip ahead of time to where he's over his father and his mother's death. Maybe even his own—the death of a child who was once so bright and excited; a child who once had parents; a child who was innocent.

Tears spilled over your own eyes. Even you were unable to keep it together for your husband. He could feel you try to hold in a sob—a task that sounded so easy but was only easy to fail. Your hands curl around the yellow locks of Alucard's both of you weeped in mourning.

You let yourself melt onto his lap, placing his head on your shoulder for him to cry on. "We'll be alright," you whisper. "Not now." A kiss was placed on Alucard's pale temple. You let your lips linger there while you mumbled, "but soon. In a while—perhaps a long, long while." Another sob shakes Alucard, but that only makes you hold him tighter, closer. "But we'll be alright."

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mentally-an-almond · 9 months

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I’M OFFICIALLY BROKEN.

So, as people might’ve heard, Disney plus has been taking certain original titles off their platform to cut costs. Which, doesn’t quite make sense in of itself, but I digress. Anyway.

They had the AUDACITY to take off two of my FAVORITE newer things on the platform. The Mysterious Benedict Society series and a movie called Magic Camp.

UGH I AM ACTUALLY DEVASTATED.

And because they’re Disney+ originals and such, I can NEVER WATCH THEM AGAIN which is absolutely TRAGIC. And I am so extremely mad that I can’t even form coherent thoughts. Just fuming right now. And yeah, this happened in may and I didn’t notice until now. But that is NOT THE POINT. The point is, I loved these things and Disney has RIPPED them out of my grasp. They also took of Flora and Ulysses which I WAS LITERALLY IN THE MIDDLE OF.

I also didn’t even know a new season of MBS had come out because I saw ZERO marketing for it. At this point Disney is just sabotaging themselves.

Agh I’m just so sad and mad and I need people to feel my pain.

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azulej07 · 2 years

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DJ Screw - Feel My Pain Poster

#dj screw #chopped and screwed #feel my pain #90s hip hop #graphic design

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recluseraven · 10 months

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spoilers

rewatched Osferth's death scene and i didn't catch it before, but you can hear him say "I'm scared"........i wanna kms😃

edit:

OH NO AHHHH. before he said he wasn't afraid of death when he wasn't actually gonna die, but he admitted he was scared before he actually did die.

i'm. gonna. k. m. s.

#the last kingdom #the last kingdom spoilers #i need someone else to feel my pain #feel my pain #feel it #osferth #tlk osferth #osferth tlk

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timeywimeywibblywobbly10 · 2 years

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So my mom started watching Doctor Who because of how much I love it. She’s half way through season 2 and she loves Ten/Rose. She is convinced that Rose is going to stay with him for his entire run. I must be a terrible person because I can not wait for her reaction.

#I apologize for the future breaking of your heart #feel my pain #doctor who #ten x rose #tenth doctor #tenrose

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zychel · 2 years

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What if Hal Jordan, but a woman. Harriet Jordan. Enjoy

#Hal Jordan #fem Hal Jordan #feel my pain #I curse you with this handsome woman

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painofhumanity · 1 year

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Who's gonna talk to me about the fact that Kate strangled Miles, thinking he was Quint, and he stopped breathing for a minute, which means his heart probably stopped for a minute, which means he was technically dead for a minute, which means that on top of all the rest of his trauma, the woman who was supposed to take care of him and his sister killed him, and he was brought back by a fluke.

#a very cute moose. make all the boy moose go hwaaah (ooc)#{🎸} miles fairchild ; headcanons #i will flesh this out more at some point #but here #FEEL MY PAIN

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bibannana · 2 years

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Order 66: Defective Inhibitor Chip P.O.V

He had never questioned his Commander's orders before.

Why would he? There had never been any reason to do so.

But this was wrong.

Plain wrong.

The Commander had just ordered them to kill their general. Said that it was for treason against The Republic.

That all of the Jedi were now traitors.

But his general, his Jedi, had not done anything wrong.

And then that kriffing phrase was being repeated on all comm channels.

"Execute order 66."

He did not know what those orders meant.

But it looked like his brothers did.

He watched as they raised their blasters without hesitation.

Watched as they had opened fired without mercy.

The had general cried out.

Asking us to stop.

Pleaded with us.

"Why are you doing this?" They had gasped out as the blaster bolts hit them continuously.

And then it was over. Almost as soon as it had begun.

With the General's barely recognisable form now laying on the ground.

Their fallen lightsaber besides to them.

When he returned to Kamino his brothers were cheering.

"The war has ended!" They cried out in joy.

"Long may The Empire reign!"

His brothers voices were so similar, but so different at the same time.

A hollowness that was present in their voices that had not been there before.

"What is The Empire?" He had asked.

"The future." Was the only reply he was given.

"Why did we do that?" He queried later that night, alone with his squadron.

"Do what?" One of his vod had asked

"Murder the General." He had replied, voice barely above a whisper.

"Because we are good soldiers, and good soldiers follow orders." Another of his vod had answered quietly.

And almost like he was trying to convince himself of what he had just said, he repeated in a small voice.

"Good soldiers follow orders."

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sp00kysk3lly · 1 year

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But you'd have to walk a thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see

What it's like to be me

I'll be you, let's trade shoes

Just to see what it'd be like to

Feel your pain, you feel mine

Go inside each other's minds

Just to see what we find

Look at shit through each other's eyes

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friendrat · 1 year

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Last chapter: main character is captured and going to be eaten

This chapter: let's see what main character's sister is up to

#reading things #feel my pain #reading rat

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frogy-town · 1 year

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Whatever you do, don’t imagine your favorite character almost getting everything they want. being so close they can taste it. After all the horrible pain and suffering they went through, they are almost there.

don’t imagine they getting an incurable disease. Don’t imagine them being helplessly ill with no power to change it. Don’t imagine their loved ones; the ones who suffered with them, just watching them die a slow and painful death.

#just funny silly times #Suffer.#feel my pain #like imagine after all their hard work they get cancer or smth #frogypostssometimes #rise of the tmnt #rise leo #percy jackson

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