#renfield Drabble

[sillyvampireboi]

Master?

Big yellow eyes sank into dark ones,

Suffocating by the darkness within them,

Silently pleading, pleading and pleading,

But without release.

Renfield messed up his task again,

And his master wasn’t happy with that.

Oh the terrible ordeal of being seen!

How he wished the Earth to open up

And swallow him.

Pathetic little creature,

His master thought,

While looking down at him amused,

How to hold the strength to berate,

And mark my punishments onto his head,

When he’s looking up at me so desperate?

He is so so sickly sweet to care,

About my musings and such.

The master looked down at him again,

Bestowing a fang showing smirk upon him.

— I might write/ finish this Renfield fic, who knows 👀. Let me know what you guys think ~

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[seeingstarks]

theodora f'in lobo (renfield drabble)

summary : a shared moment between teddy's sister, theodora and renfield where they bond over the taste of bugs, etc. pairing : renfield!2023 x theodora "theo" lobo (oc) cw : bug eating, a single kiss, smoking a/n : just something small i felt like writing, renfield is one of my many hyperfixations as is my oc, please don't steal her or my work and reblogs are very much appreciated! word count : 181 words

"gross. not 'gonna eat fuckin' bugs, 'ren. nuh-uh." the raven-haired woman crossed her arms watching renfield insert the insect into his mouth.

he'd been so dependant on his master for literal ages and despite renfield shattering her brother's ribs the woman still found herself attracted to him.

theodora even became a servant to dracula in order to save her brother. renfield being the only thing not miserable about her job working for dracula after being turned and the fact she had to eat bugs.

never getting over the taste after her features scrunched together in a disgusted look causing renfield to shake his head with a genuine smile, "not even chocolate covered bugs help?"

"mm, nope. maybe after a few more bites i'll like it." she devoured the insect and pulled out a cigarette to help rid the taste, "want one?"

he shook his head oncemore and pointed to your teeth, "you've got a little somethin-"

she placed an arm around renfield's waist and kissed him softly on the lips, whispering up against them, "you mean here, my lil' ren ren?"

#renfield 2023 #renfield fluff #renfield x oc #renfield drabble

[effloradox]

for the prompts list “i’m trying to fix your hair so hold still” with renfield?

This is such a good pairing omg!!

You would be the first to acknowledge that you were surprised when Renfield asked you to help him get his life together. You can't say that you've been acquainted with him for long, from what you can tell he's only been in New Orleans for a few weeks but you're quickly developing a soft spot for the man. He's become something of a regular at the restaurant you work at and he makes a pleasant change from the gang members that tend to frequent your place of work. He also tips well and you and some of your colleagues tend to fight over who's going to be his server when he walks through the front door.

You'd given him your number on a whim, not expecting anything to come from it, but had been pleasantly surprised when a friendship had started to form between the two of you. He was easy to talk to, and quite charming if you were being honest with yourself. He wasn't like anyone you'd ever met before and given your dating history that was definitely a good thing.

You'd spent the day with him going shopping for new clothes and things to decorate his apartment when he'd mentioned doing something with his hair. You'd offered to help him on that front, citing a lifetime of cutting your family's hair when money had been tight as experience and he'd agreed to let you do it for him. That had been the end of the discussion until you'd ushered him into his kitchen and wrapped a cloth around his shoulders to prevent any hair falling onto his clothes. He'd turned nervous in a instant, his hands twisting in his lap as you got your scissors ready.

"Are you sure this is absolutely necessary?"

"Yes I'm sure. When's the last time you had a haircut?" The man in front of you goes quiet for a moment.

"I'm not entirely sure. A long time ago." His voice turned soft at his comment, and you immediately felt bad for bringing up something he was clearly sensitive about.

“Do you trust me?” He seems surprised by your question and it upsets you in a way that you can’t quite pin down.

“I do.”

"If you want me to stop at any point just tell me and I will. In the meantime I'm trying to fix your hair, so hold still." He nods slightly at your comment, and he only winces slightly at the first snip of the scissors. You make a conscious effort to keep him talking throughout the process, careful to avoid any topics of conversation that might distress him. It doesn't take long until you're handing him your mirror so he can inspect your work. “What do you think?"

"I think I'll be asking you to do all my haircuts from now on." You can't help but beam at his reaction. You carefully brush a few stray hairs from the nape of his neck, missing how a blush blooms in his cheeks at the gesture.

#my writing #drabbles #robert montague renfield x reader #robert renfield x reader #renfield x reader #renfield #requested

[coiled-dragon]

We did it folks! Here's a short and sweet little Dracfield Drabble that pushed the movie tag into 500 works ♥

#dracfield #renfield #renfield 2023 #my fic #its a little drabble but I NEEEEDED to do one more work

[argyleheir]

Drabble - Spice

[Fandom: Renfield (2023)]

"Yes, but… Master? Mightn't we..." Renfield wavers around his mouthful of spiders, the legs crunching audibly. "That is to say, perhaps we could attend the concert ourselves."

He holds up the tickets, snatched from their latest victim's wallet—and the victim by now en route to the bottom of the Thames. Then he adds, his eyes already beginning to glow gold, "It's been so long since we took in a bit of culture."

Dracula feels himself relenting, but he still wants to know, "What kind of music is it, anyway?"

Renfield smiles wide. "Oh, Master, you're in for a treat…"

#my fic #tumblr drabbles #renfield #dracfield #dracula x renfield #renfield 2023

[cawcawkarasu]

Person in Charge

“Who's in charge of this fireplace?”

Of course, Jack would notice it at first glance.

Louis adjusted his glasses out of habit, “You're still good as ever, Instructor. As you might have guessed, it is part of Moran’s duty.”

“That good-for-nothing,” Jack smirked viciously, “Time for another lesson, it seems.”

#moriarty household #jack renfield #louis james moriarty #half drabble #yuukoku no moriarty #moriarty the patriot #憂国のモリアーティ

[gerardway-is-my-babygirl]

Renfield Anniversary Week, day 3: Favourite Scene

I struggled a bit with deciding what to do for this prompt, since I love the glowup montage so much and what It represents, but I also have so many thoughts and feelings about the apartment scene and the gym scene.

Heres a little drabble about the last 2, since I can't pick between them.

Renfield had walked out of the apartment -- his apartment -- that morning with a new purpose, a new reason to live. He had repainted and redecorated It, repairing and undoing the damage done to himself In the process, finally freeing himself from the filth and darkness that Dracula had buried him In, finally living again. The bright walls and ugly furniture are the complete opposite of what Dracula likes, and so Renfield likes them. His apartment defies everything Dracula Is and opposes everything he had tried to surround Renfield with, a sensory overload to the vampire, while a home to Renfield. He finally had a home.

Then he walked back Into his apartment that evening with everything he had worked for ripped away from him In an Instant. His hopes and dreams, his purpose, his life, they were all torn to shreds right In front of him by the same creature who had done the same all those decades ago, back when he was In the asylum. The world around him was drained of colour, tarnished by the vampire Invading the only space he finally felt happy, destroying everything Renfield had put together with his own hands. He should have known better, he should have known not to bother trying to live again, but the Idea of It sounded so wonderful that he couldn't resist the apple handed to him, never considering the consequences and only savouring the taste.

That taste of freedom was the best thing he had felt In decades, and It had rotted In his mouth the second he saw the monster In his home. He had tried so hard to defuse the situation and calm Dracula, but he was only burned when he got too close, berated for his acts of heroism, punished for his betrayal and disobedience, mocked for his weakness to Dracula's temptation. The blame was thrown onto him as always, draining every ounce of confidence he had built up over the past day In an attempt to stand up to the vampire, leaving him weak and silent. He tried so hard to follow the advice Mark gave him, tried to fight back, tried to look to the book for guidance, but In the end he was shoved Into the corner once more and forced to cower before his God.

The apartment Isn't his anymore. It's crowded with cruel laughter and yelling that fills the air. The shadows hide the monster who he had tried to escape. Every single area Dracula touched Is ruined, forever marked with Invisible bootprints that force him back Into the corner. The Imaginary stains can't be scrubbed away, no matter how many times Renfield will try to claw at the rug with as many cleaning sprays as he can find. His life Is always going to be haunted by Dracula. His home Is Dracula's now, everything Is.

He raced to the gym to try and save the others from his destruction, to somehow protect them from being ripped from their lives by a monster who was never supposed to be there In the first place. None of them listened. None of them let him save them. Did he even try to save them at all?

He begged for Dracula to spare them, but all he did was watch when the Inevitable happened. He watched.

They all fell Into Dracula's trap, unable to move or run further than a few feet as Renfield was tossed to the side like a broken toy. At that moment he knew he was no longer necessary, and how nothing he can do will stop the vampire from Inflicting pain on anyone Renfield tries to seek help from. Dracula can't let him have anything but him, knowing that even when he destroys whatever Renfield tried to put his effort Into, that he'll still come crawling back to him.

Dracula's display of power and his unnecessary slaughtering of everyone Is nothing but a game to him, amusing him temporarily In his Immortal life as he mercilessly rips at the people Renfield finally opened up to. He thought he was a hero, but he's a monster just like Dracula, a part of his twisted game, fighting on his side no matter what he does. He can't look away from the destruction, with everyone screaming as claws and fangs tear them to bloody pieces, but he couldn't prevent It even If he tried.

He couldn't prevent Mark from bleeding out, staining his useless hands with his blood but doing nothing to stop It. He was made to destroy lives, not save them.

Mark stared Into his eyes In his final agonising moments of life, and Renfield could see his realisation that he was a murderer. It doesn't matter how hard he tries to be a hero, he can't stop killing people. It's In his nature.

He started that day truly believing that he would never spill a drop of blood again, but ended It with his hands stained red.

Even his jumper, the thing that he had worn with pride as he began to rediscover himself, was ruined. Dracula had complimented It when he entered the apartment, praising Renfield for his pathetic attempt at defying him. He had even touched It, marking the fabric with bloody hands and destroying the last shred of hope Renfield had left as Mark died In his arms.

The jumper was supposed to be a fresh start, a chance for him to redeem himself and live again, to be a person and be free. He's literally letting colour and light back Into his life again after being trapped In the darkness for so long and Dracula Is just dragging him down Into the shadows again. Whatever Renfield does, he always ends up back In the darkness, caged In by Dracula's claws and held on an Invisible leash by his rare moments of kindness.

Everything Is ruined.

#I'm so normal about these scenes why do you ask #smiles politely and normally #sorry for the angst guys #(not sorry) #renfield #renfield 2023 #renfield anniversary

[if-mirrormine]

morning news

summary: kennedy's reaction to finding out that mc has reappeared.

word count: 552

based on the ask (and request of many): please write the drabbles with kennedy and alex’s reactions to the news of mc returning there is interest!!!!! i am so interested!!!!!!

**unedited//i don't know how to write a news report**

traffic is slow, crawling along slowly and kennedy taps her fingers against the steering wheel, impatient and without rhythm. she's tired still despite already having one cup of coffee at home and another in a flask sitting in her cup holder but it's obvious the longer she sits there in a barely moving vehicle that it's not the kind of tiredness that yearns for sleep. no; she's tired of the days melding together into one, the routine of waking up and going to work and coming back home only to the exact same thing the next day.

with a heavy sigh, she reaches for the radio in the hopes that music of any kind with soothe the restlessness she feels. but when she hears the spoken voices of the two radio hosts, she signs again. it's just her luck that she'd tune in on the news break. she can't bring herself to flick between stations however so she sinks back in her seat, letting it play.

"good morning, listeners, and welcome back to newsbeat radio. i'm your host, nick harding."

"and i'm your other, more talented host; mai vinh. we've got a truly baffling story to discuss this morning, don't we, nick?"

"you can say that again! in a shocking twist of fate, missing person mc renfield has reappeared after disappearing exactly ten years ago. the circumstances that they've returned under are just as mysterious as the ones they disappeared - it's almost like something out of a movie."

kennedy feels her heart stop beating as she rips her eyes away from road ahead to the radio, as if expecting to see the mc right there. their face flashes through her mind; every word spoken, every laugh, every shared look between her and them plays on a loop and she feels as if she's reliving each one.

mai takes her turn on the mic. "someone call hollywood! after a decade full of dead ends, the community can finally breathe a sigh of relief knowing that mc is alive and seemingly well. but the question on everyone's mind is, where have they been all this time?"

"the authorities have been tight-lipped with the details of their investigation," nick says, taking on a somewhat annoyed tone of voice. "but i've got some theories. i think we're dealing with something much more complex than your average kidnapping."

as if a switch has been flipped, kennedy suddenly feels as though she breathe again and she's already in the process of turning her car around when the conversation goes back to mai.

"watch out listeners, nick's got his tinfoil hat on!" she jokes. "i can't wait to hear what conspiracies you've come up with."

in a strange and sudden burst of anger, kennedy slams her hand against the off button, silencing the radio and leaving a tenseness hanging in the air. the nerve of them, she thinks. mc is a real person that people care about and yet they're treating the case like its a joke. she grips the steering wheel tight as she presses her foot down on the accelerator.

she has to see them, she has to make sure that they're okay, that they really are back. alive and well. safe. she wouldn't be able to function otherwise.

and she knows exactly where to go first.

#i used demetris last name for simplicity sake #so dont feel outraged lol #pls #alexs version coming soon #mm: kennedy #mirror mine

[rotting-pulse]

✞ - rules.

↳ I only write masc or gn readers, no fem aligned cause i don’t want to

↳ only character x reader. i physically cannot write characters x characters.

↳ be patient. your request won’t happen over night but it will happen.

↳ i write head cannons, drabbles, and matchups

↳ for head cannons and drabbles: please be as descriptive about the scenario as you can. include any details you want plus the characters you want included. the relationship can be romantic, platonic, familial, or anything in between.

↳ for matchups: please include your fandom, gender, sexuality, and personality. physical descriptions + elaborations on hobbies/interests would be nice but not necessary.

↳ will not write: incest, pregnancy, a/b/o, nsfw, beastiality, age regression (no hate, i just can’t quite grasp it and don’t want to be disrespectful), pedophilla, abuse

↳ exceptions can be made if reader is recover from the hove topics (ex: nsfw will be mentioned if reader is a survivor of sa or csa, but it will not be romanticised or elaborated on in detail).

✞ - fandoms i write for include:

↳ slashers/general horror movies and video games (some personal favs are Renfield 2023, Resident Evil, Saw, Black Christmas, and Scream)

↳ american horror story

↳ marvel (favs include: Moon Knight, Daredevil, and Bucky Barnes)

↳ stranger things

↳ supernatural

↳ the last of us

#stranger things x reader #tlou x reader #supernatural x reader #marvel x reader #moon knight x reader #daredevil x reader #bucky barnes x reader #ahs x reader #american horror story x reader #slashers x reader #renfield x reader #saw x reader #mark hoffman x reader #adam stanheight x reader #leon kennedy x reader

[sparklewrites1]

There's barely fics for renfield so that means there's almost no smut 😔

I MIGHT make an exception for my rules and write a lil sum sum 😏🤭

IM JOKING I'm joking I'm a minor that would be hella uncomfortable for me and you.

BUT every once in a while I MAY release a few suggestive drabbles. MAYBE

(What have I become 😔)

#fanfiction #fanfic #writing #fanfic writer #writer #writing nightmare #writer things #renfield 2023 #robert renfield x reader #robert renfield #renfield #renfield x reader #nicholas hoult x reader #nicholas hoult

[themortuarysystem]

what if i. posted my renfield drabble. bcs i think theres an audience here but also my brain is like no u have to have a place for ur writing it cant just go with the rest of your stuff! even though tumblr has virtually no rules to how you post (aside from the Regular rules of Dont Be a Shit and the Other rule of no porn)

#robert montague renfield #renfield movie #renfield 2023 #renfield #nicholas hoult #nicholas cage #dracula

[sillyvampireboi]

Renfield calls his master with a voice full of hope and adoration, as if it’s something sweet in his mouth, ready to serve and do everything to fulfill the orders. But at the same time it’s like gasping for air with a breath of uncertainty, not knowing if his lungs are filled with oxygen or poison. He does his best as always with a pure heart.

#my writing #renfield character study #renfield #renfield (2023) #r m renfield #renfield drabble #renfield my beloved #writing exercise #writing practice

[dranna]

Navigation:

my commissions open ! My carrd with all my links and infos <3

I started writing too! You can find me on AO3

~ Writing requests: open ~

Materlist and art links below

Main links to organise my drawings:

Snapedom -> snart / medusa x hades au / snucius content / severus throughout history 

sketches and doodles

Lotr -> lotr art / the hobbit art / elrond 📚

Good Omens -> go art

OFMD -> ofmd art

Taskmaster -> taskmaster

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My Fics:

I write for Good Omens, Ken (Barbie 2023) and Snapedom. (for now hehe)

Will write: praise kink, dom/sub, neck fetish, horror, gory, blood kink, dom/sub, gentle dom

I won't write: underage, , noncon, incest, full on intercourse, sub reader, everyting pregnancy related, other things that make me uncomfortable

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Good Omens

1. Crowley & Aziraphale:

Blossoming Love through the Ages

> 2500BC> Prologue / Chapter 1

Your sweet selfishness (hurt/comfort, feeling of worthlessness, none (?))

Aziraphale's Return (angst/hurt/comfort, happy ending)

Longing (hurt/no comfort, heartbreak)

The Fallen Star (sad with happy ending, emotional hurt/comfort, fallen Crowley)

2. Furfur & reader

The Deer fell in love (romantic fluff, gender neutral reader )

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Taskmaster - Taskhusbands

The Keeper of Words and Writer of Lights (nothing but fluff)

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Severus Snape

Dungeon Bat struggling through Harry Potter

> Philosophers' Stone> Chapter 1

1. Snape & Reader

I Treasure both Swans and Dungeon Bats (bisexual reader, tiny bit of angst, happy at the end, poem)

Tragicomedy (gender neutral reader, angst, hurt/comfort, kissing, poem)

You are a beautiful piece of art (gender neutral reader, sub!sev, top!reader, smut, praise kink)

2. Snape & Lucius:

Comfort in the Dark (POV Lucius, which halfway through will be POV Severus, hurt/comfort, breakdown, feeling of dread and death, fluff at the end, not beta read)

3. Drabbles, Headcanons and character studies

What’s the point?

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Ken (Barbie 2023)

Movie Night with Ken (fluff, tiny tiny angst, hurt/comfort, feeling excluded, sobbing, gender neutral reader)

Doubt (fluff, angst, emotional hurt/comfort, sobbing, gender neutral reader)

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Our Flag Means Death

1. Ed & Stede:

Sinking (very short, sad with happy ending, fluff, merman Stede)

2. Izzy Hands:

A Suprisingly Beautiful Voice (fluff, emotional hurt/comfort, overwhelmed Izzy, spoilers for ofmd s2e6)

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Wish

Be Careful what you Wish for - a rewrite (ongoing)

Prologue /

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my sideblog where I reblog everything so I won't spam this main, say hi there🫶-> @high-sea-husbands

I'm organising the fandoms and fan fictions there with tags

I'm also moving this: hiss hiss hiss  fanart appreciation tag to my sideblog

@sillyvampireboi my sidelong where I post my vampire/poto/hannibal/Renfield etc related artworks

#masterlist #snart #severus snape #snape #dranna blogs #snapedom #lotr #lotr fandom #links #good omens

[effloradox]

LOVER; the series.

a series of soulmate!au drabbles based on the album Lover by Taylor Swift

status: in progress (4/18 written)

TRACKLIST.

ONE. i forgot that you existed (dracula) 3.4k

↳ You share dreams of past lives with your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ i forgot that you existed, and i thought that it would kill me

TWO. cruel summer (aemond targaryen)

↳ You can see the world through your soulmate’s eyes occasionally

: ̗̀➛ i’m always waiting for you to be waiting below, devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes

THREE. lover (tony stonem) 5.0k

↳ The red string of fate leads you to your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ have i known you twenty seconds, or twenty years?

FOUR. the man (steve harrington)

↳ You have an animal that shares the same personality / disposition as your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ every conquest i had made would make me more of a boss to you, i’d be a fearless leader, i’d be an alpha type

FIVE. the archer (dream of the endless)

↳ You can see your soulmate in reflections

: ̗̀➛ i cut off my nose just to spite my face, then i hate my reflection for years and years

SIX. i think he knows (eddie munson)

↳ You can share and hear your soulmate’s thoughts

: ̗̀➛ i want you, bless my soul, and i ain’t gotta tell him, i think he knows

SEVEN. miss americana and the heartbreak prince (jason ‘jd’ dean)

↳ You have a compass that leads to your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ i counted days, i counted miles, to see you there, it’s been a long time coming

EIGHT. paper rings

↳ You have a timer that counts down to your first meeting with your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ kiss me once ‘cause you know i had a long night, kiss me twice ‘cause it’s gonna be alright, three times ‘cause i waited my whole life

NINE. cornelia street (robert renfield) 3.2k

↳ Your soulmate’s first words are tattooed on your wrist

: ̗̀➛ sacred new beginnings that became my religion

TEN. death by a thousand cuts

↳ You have a matching tattoo / mark with your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ our songs, our films, united we stand

ELEVEN. london boy

↳ You think with your soulmate’s voice until you meet them

: ̗̀➛ but somethin’ happened, i heard him laughin’

TWELVE. soon you’ll get better

↳ You develop the same injuries as your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ what am i supposed to do, if there’s no you?

THIRTEEN. false god

↳ You know they’re your soulmate when you first touch them

: ̗̀➛ i know heaven’s a thing, i go there when you touch me honey

FOURTEEN. you need to calm down (billy loomis) 2.6k

↳ Your soulmate cannot physically harm you

: ̗̀➛ stressin’ and obsessin’ ’bout somebody else is no fun, and snakes and stones never broke my bones

FIFTEEN. afterglow (wednesday addams)

↳ You can feel your soulmate’s emotions

: ̗̀➛ it’s so excruciating to see you low, just wanna lift you up and not let you go

SIXTEEN. me! (peter parker) 2.4k

↳ The world is in black and white until you meet your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ but one of these things is not like the others, like a rainbow with all of the colors

SEVENTEEN. it’s nice to have a friend

↳ When you first see your soulmate, you just know it’s them

: ̗̀➛ something gave you the nerve to touch my hand, it’s nice to have a friend

EIGHTEEN. daylight (robin buckley)

↳ You can’t lie to your soulmate

: ̗̀➛ i’ll tell you the truth, but never goodbye

#having a blast with this one ngl #will be posting them somewhat infrequently but a bunch are already done and are ready to go :) #masterlist #lover #my writing #renfield x reader

[coiled-dragon]

Oooohhh for the Hurt Comfort Prompt: 7 and/or 12 for Dracfield.

Hehe this was fun. Admittedly I also just like writing Renfield high,,,

"Look at me."+"Can you talk?" CW: Drugs, Mentioned/implied torture

Renfield was floating. His body felt weightless, his skull a cavern of helium as the world around him seemed to be in slow motion. Part of him ached, somewhere in that distant cloud that made up his body, but he wasn’t worried. Nothing felt like it mattered. It was quite delightful, actually. He wondered how long he had been like this and how long he could stay like this, remembering other aches and stress and anxiety being so normal that they had become his comfort, but only knowing now this sort of peace. It was nice. He could die like this and it would be okay with him.

But something didn’t want him to die.

He could feel that, too. An intruder in the otherwise perfect sanctum of his mind. A shadow moved in front of him, the world blurred by those who moved outside of Renfield. Their movement left smears across his vision, like swaths of paint attached to an invisible brush. It made him smile, the world a canvas of blending colors and paintbrush strokes of people.

“Renfield!” One blurry shadow had taken over the rest of the colors, someone coming close but the details of their face impossible to make out. It was an angry shadow, a noise of frustration at his apparent lack of response. Renfield frowned at it.

He turned his head away from the shadow; the world behind it was so much more red, splatters and smears across beige. It was pretty, so he smiled.

“Look at me,” the shadow snapped, cold fingers capturing his cheek and pulling him back to stare at the darkness. The dark had red, too, and gold, and silver, all attached to the pale grey hand so close to his eyes.

Dracula sighed at the despondent Renfield, the man's eyes blown so wide the only color in them were slivers of sky blue making a halo around the black of his pupil. It seemed the church was getting more creative with its attempts at interrogation, picking up on the current fad of drugging and torturing for information. His fangs grit together in frustration at the fact Renfield had been caught by them at all.

He expected better from his servant.

But he wouldn’t exact punishment now, not when his familiar was too drugged to feel it. Besides, the sheet of blood that covered half his face and blossoms of red that bloomed across his white undershirt meant he would need to recover from all of this first.

No point in beating a dead horse. Or dead familiar.

“Can you talk?” Dracula snapped, dropping his chin and watching Renfield’s head bob down without the support.

“Ruining my painting,” he slurred, his own voice sounding like the visual of melting colors that dazzled him. The features of the shadow were growing sharper, clearer. “Master?”

The vampire sighed.

“Didn’t tell them anything,” Renfield said slowly, his brows coming together in a comical look of fear as though everything had finally dawned on him. It probably was. His gaze dropped, looking around the room in confusion. A shudder ran through him and he looked back up at Dracula. “Can we go home? I feel dizzy…”

“We can go home, Renfield,” Dracula said, anger dissipating as he pulled the man into his arms. He could be angry at him later.

#zosalot #drabble meme #prompt fill #my fic #renfield #dracfield #drugging cw #whump #a lil bit #drabble

[inhumane-cartwheel]

day 1 of 61 of writing deranged dracfield drabbles using the list of romance prompts

1. Accidental pregnancy

When it started, Robert didn't even understand what exactly was happening. After all, how could he? Both of them were male, and STDs were the worst that the unprotected sex could bring. Getting sick from eating bugs all the time is not exactly uncommon. Something scratching inside? Like guilt, yes? All that psychosomatics.

It's the stomach bulge that got Renfield concerned. And the way Dracula was eyeing it, sliding his hand down the pale skin.

“It's about time,” he finally said, grinning like a madman.

“What is about time, master?” Renfield asked, scared and confused.

“You'd bear my offspring. Like the basilisks, born from snake eggs cared for by roosters, they shall hatch and terrorise the world by my side,” Dracula was almost... purring? Robert could say that if he wasn't too busy picturing ugly monsters clawing through his bosom.

“But do I... have to?” a helpless, desperate question.

“Unless you want me to tear it out of you and devour it. I'd also be very, very disappointed.”

Renfield squinted his eyes and nodded. He could live with both pain and the Count's displeasure if that meant he didn't have to find out what baby draculas looked like.

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