I’m going to make this a fic because I need to prove to myelf that I am not completely losing my ability to write because omg it feels like it. I hope you enjoy – Mod Alucard
The blonde let out a polite laugh, tying back his long hair as his gruff friend followed him to his kitchen. It was the middle of the day so the man didn’t bother turning on the lights. He left his home to the dim earthly glow of natural sunlight, pouring through his windows. He looked through his fridge, his friend taking the liberty of leaning against the sleak island counter. “So, How’d the Bachlorette party go?” “Trevor,” He started, “Please never ask me to dance for your wife ever again.” “Oh come on Adrian,” Trevor said with a smirk, “I didn’t want to send her a stripper that may have gotten a little too handsy-” “You know Sypha can’t handle her alcohol-” “She said she had fun.” Trevor said happily. “She also said that you took one of her friends to her guest room.” Adrian smiled, thinking about you. He let out an airy laugh, slightly embarrassed that Trevor heard the news. “..Yes. Y/N.” “So you got her name-” “I got a little bit more.” “Oh-” “We didn’t fuck, don’t sound so excited.” He quickly scolded, pulling orange juice out of his fridge and slamming it closed with his foot as he made the way to the counter. “However… we do have a date in a few hours.” “Oh.” trevor said against, smiling widely and trying to catch his friends eye. Adrian continued to avoid it, turning and rummaging through his cabinets for a glass. Once he found one he continued to basically ignore Trevor and pour himself some juice. “So.. You like her?” “I do… I like her a lot.” “What are you doing for your date?” “Just coffee, a walk through the park-” “That’s it?” “Trevor, It’s our first date.” He said, putting a hand over his face and speaking in a frustrated sigh. “Do you want me to spread rose petals down the hall? Wait naked on her bed?” “…..You could try-” “Shut the hell up,” Adrian said with a laugh, going to put his juice back. As he did, Trevor snuck a sip from his orange juice and then put the glass down quickly. Adrian returned, leaning on the counter with him. “look, this is not about sex. think of how you felt when you first met Sypha.” “First off,” Trevor said, putting a finger up. “We fucked on our first date-” “Sweet Christ, why is she marrying you?” Adrian left the counter, deciding instead to just pace around his kitchen. Trevor just snickered, enjoying getting on his friend’s nerves. “I mean, She’s seen your dick-” “Th-That…I was at work-!” “Yeah but I’m just saying. I didn’t whip it out for Sypha the day I met her-” “You know what, Trevor, get out-” “I’m joking!” “OUT OF MY HOUSE, BELMONT!” He was unable to say that convincingly, both of them laughing through their little arguemnt. Trevor still decided to leave, letting Adrian get ready for his date later that day.
You snuggled into your scarf and tapped your fingers onto the little cup of hot chocolate Adrian got for you. He smiled at you, his hands in his pockets as both of you walked sidebyside in the park. The air was crisp but not unforgiving, perfect weather for a walk through the brightly colored park. You had been talking about yourself up until this point: Hobbies, future goals and plans. He was a great listener but you were a little disappointed. You had a soft frown but quickly traded it for a smile as you got an idea. “So, Do you like your job?” You asked suddenly. He faltered a bit, surprised that you asked him that. In truth, he was hoping you wouldn’t bring it up. He saw a fountain ahead on the sidewalk and as you appraoched it he gestured for you both to sit on the edge of it. He couldn’t help but blush, seeing how interested you were. You looked up to him with bright eyes. “W-Well, I …Yes. I love my job.” “It must be demanding.” You said simply. You picked your wording very carefully and Adrian could tell you were dancing around the question you wanted to ask. “A little bit, yes. I enjoy what I do. I chose this.” “What do you mean?” You scoot a little closer to him and he couldn’t help but smile, setting his own coffee down on the side of the fountain. “Well, I have masters degree in political science. I didn’t pick this job because it was all I could get or I had fallen on hard times.. I’m quite well off.. I sincerely enjoy the work.” “That’s fun.” Your answer made him giggled, never hearing anyone take his confession quite that way before. “If I ever did that my parents would kill me.” “I get that question a lot actually.” “Really?” “Mhm,” He hummed, oddly happy. “People always ask if I’m making my parents proud, usually to try and tear me down. It doesn’t work. My Mother is a Doctor. My Father is a Chief of police. Yet, they both still support that I do what I want with my life.” “That’s beauitful.” You said sweetly. He reached for his coffee, accidently knocking it over. He gasped, turning around to see it had rolled into the fountain, the deep brown bleeding into the pristine water. He let out a frustrated sigh. You took the lid off your hot chocolate, tossing the contents into the fountain. He let out an undignified snort and turned to you. “Pft, what was that for?” “Solidarity.” You said simply. He couldn’t help it, he had to laugh at you. He mussed up your hair, picking his cup up out of the water and getting up to throw it in a nearby trash can. You walked with him, tossing yours in as well. With your hand free he decided to take it, guiding you to continue your walk through the park.
“You’re absolutely precious.” Adrian admitted, cupping both of your hands in his as he stood outside your apartment door. “I would love to do this again sometime..” “Well, I’m free again on Saturday but I have a feeling you’ll be at work. Saturday seems like it would be a busy day for you.” “I actually don’t have plans.” He lied, making a mental note to cancel a couple of appointments for the weekend. “Dinner? Saturday at 8?” “It’s a date.” You said happily. His face had an unmistakable glow but there was a hint of concern hidden in it. Damn, he really wanted to go in for a kiss..but you were so precious. You were a far cry from the woman he met the night of the bachlorette party. That night you left hickies and your phone number on his chest but now he feels like going in for a kiss would be invasive. He takes in a deep breath, rubbing your hand with his thumb. Luckily, you just got in your tip toes and booped his nose with a little kiss. You had never seen him so embarrassed and you wished him a goodnight and disappeared into your home. He stood there for a couple minutes, grinning like an idiot with his fingers lightly tracing his nose. “..She is nothing like any woman I have ever met before…”
Okay, it all started when his s/o’s shitty ex came into the pub. It was just after a hunt and he was exhausted. The second Y/n pointed this guy out his mood went from cheery to murder.
The worst part? He wasn’t even that shitty! They broke up because it just “didn’t work”. He was so not shitty he bought the entire place around! Trevor is so fucking livid right now!
His arm is literally glued to his s/o, he doesn’t trust the ex no matter how nice he is. Whenever he gets up to get them both drinks he’ll stare at the ex with the intent to not be nice.
As he’s waiting for the drinks, he sees the ex walk over to their table. he’ll mutter ‘you better not’ then, ‘oh you are NOT’ and finally, ‘MOTHER FUCKER JUST DID!’
He will his tab (with a tip) to make the bartender go faster. Trevor is super protective of his s/o, even if their ex’s is nice. They broke up for a reason and he doesn’t want to lose them.
Trevor’s not the type of person to hold back his emotions. He lets other knows how he feels and that includes his s/o. The ex makes him feel insecure because deep down Trevor knows his s/o is better of with him.
Once back at the table he is 👌 this close to punching him. Due to “slight” intoxication and the fact he hates people flirting with Y/n it not so exactly a nice atmosphere.
He’s got possibly the most angry snarl on his face. It’s enough to make the ex shuffle a tad and y/n to roll their eyes. Give him a hand though, hand holding calms him down.
Imagine a really angry Trevor aggressively yelling how much he loves his s/o whilst holding their hand. Bonus if you picture Y/n just looking done and wanting to go home.
If at this point the ex is still flirting or even talking to Y/n, Trevor’s not going to hold back. He walks his s/o outside, gives them his fluffy coat, walks back in the pub and TREVOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT TABLE? NO-
Alucard:
Jealous? Haven’t heard of her. Alucard doesn’t get jealous, he just expresses his disliking and walks away. That was until, he met his s/o ex. Then they met and had tea.
He is SUPER blunt about how he feels. They could be best friends and he’d still make his opinion known. There’s also a 500% chance he tells the ex not to even try him.
The argument “I could buy you, your family, and your country if i want” has been used one or twice. Not that he would, it’s just that the angry feeling in his heart is telling him to say that.
Alucard’s called out for it after he arranges a ball and invites the ex. All he really wants is his s/o’s attention, and the ex now making an appearance really doesn’t sit well with him.
Whenever the ex’s present, his hand’s on the small of Y/n’s back. If he even tries to look in their direction, he’ll flash his teeth and make his eyes all red and glowy. That’ll show ‘em.
His romantic level’s go from 100 to one BILLION.. Alucard shows love through gifts and affection, as such, when he’s jealous the amount of gifts and affection increases. (help him please)
Confrontation is a last resort for him, he doesn’t like the ex, and he certainly doesn’t want to talk to them. Though, if it means they’ll actually leave him and his s/o be, then so be it.
If his s/o confronts him, he’ll explain how he feels. He really likes talking himself and others through his thought process. It helps him decide how he feels and also helps him get advice from others!
Behind closed doors he’s a lot more emotional about the situation. He may cry, he may scream into a pillow. Sometimes it’s best to let everything out before making a decision.
At this point if the ex is still present, he dead. Not literally, figuratively. Alucard would make it impossible for him to get near the castle. How? Let’s say Sypha and him made a deal~
First and foremost: This post will contain spoilers for season 2, so if you haven’t watched it yet I advise you to look away.
You and Alucard watched as Trevor and Sypha’s wagon set off. Giving one last wave, you turned to look at Alucard. He had a small smile on his face but you could tell there was a sadness behind it. Trying to be lively you spoke up.
“Why don’t we start cleaning up the castle?” you said with a big smile. He looked down at you and returned the smile. Grabbing your hand in his, and the both of you started to head back.
It had been about half an hour since you started cleaning up together, then you moved onto the room next to the one Alucard was working on to speed things up. As you were picking things up, you found a small locket with no picture inside. You admired it for a bit before realizing you didnt know what to do with it. It might be important to the blonde vampire so you decided to go over to the next room and ask him what to do with it.
“Hey Alucard, where should I-“ you stopped when you saw him sitting in a big red and brown chair, holding his head and quietly sobbing. You ran over to him and got down on one knee to get on his level, grabbing his hands.
“Oh Alucard, it’ll be alright,” you reassured him. He kept his head down to keep you from seeing him cry. You put a hand on the side of his head and encouraged him to look at you. His golden eyes were a bit bloodshot and he pursed his quivering lip to keep the tears from flowing.
“Alucard, it’s ok to cry. But you’re not alone anymore, so I ask that you don’t cry alone. I’m here with you,” you told him. He started to cry again and and looked down at the ground. With a gentle touch, you pulled his head into your shoulder and rubbed his back, whispering that the hard part is over and that you’d be there to support him. He grabbed onto your shirt and continued to sob into your shoulder. It went on like for quite a bit and by the time he lifted his head to look at you, the sun was setting. You gave him a genuine smile and helped him up.
“Come on, the sun will set soon and we still need to find a room to sleep in. We’ll talk more when we can lay down,” you told him. You took his hand and guided him throughout the halls of the castle. You eventually found a suitable room and cleaned it up.
“Come on, let’s rest and we can discuss everything,” you said. The both of you laid down and he snuggled his head into your collarbone. After a few minutes you initiated the conversation.
“So do you want to talk abou-“ you looked down at him to see him asleep. You smiled to yourself and ran your fingers through his hair. It could wait until tomorrow, you both did a lot today and he deserved a good night’s rest.
I wrote this half baked idea reallt quickly. I hope it makes sense. Thank you everyone for your prompts.
-Mod Alucard.
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His back paws were kicking up rain as he made his way through the forest. The castle was just breaching his view between the heavy rains. He was panting as she slid through the mud, attempting to get home before the night overtook the land and his vision.
He managed to make it to the front door. The white wolf, exhausted, pushed his way into the castle, closing the door behind him and collapsing on the ground for a moment. Not wanting to change back, he got up and began to walk to the bedroom. As he made his way up the caslte he heard it.
“ADRIAN FAHRENHEIT TEPES” The wolf’s ears perked and her morphed back to his manly form.
“…Shit..”
“YOU TRACKED MUD IN THE HOUSE.” The vampire gasped, looking down at his boots and hands to see they were caked with both wet and dried bits of mud and clay.
“..Oh-”
“Where are you !” He didnt’ hesitate, becoming a wolf once more and sprinting into the library. He looked everywhere, not seeing a tabel to hide under. He scaled the bookshelf, slathering mud up the sides as he pushed himself to the top. He sat there, looking down at the entrance of the library and waiting for you to enter.
You stormed in, following the muddy paw prints and looking all over the library, not noticing the mess on the side of the tallest bookshelf. He used his paws to cover his nose, to keep himself from snickering.
“Where are you?” You begged, having looked everywhere. “Alucard please.. I’m not mad.”
“Are you sure about that?” He said, teasing you. You looked up to see the bastard, sitting atop the bookcase with his legs crossed….and covered in mud.
“Alucard your’e fucking up the house!”
“Not on purpose.” He defended. He patted the space beside him, urging you to join him.
“You know I’m short…”
“You can climb up here…” He continued to tease, gesturing for you to come. You sighed, cracking your knuckled and putting a foot on the less than sturdy shelf. As you began to pull yourself up, you cursed the vampire with every step. He just laughed at you.
“I’m going to kill you when I get up there.”
“You’re not going to make it.”
“I mean it,” You said, putting a foot up a couple more rows, “You’re dead-” You cut yourself off with a harsh gasp, the shelf cracking beneath your foot and sending you crashing back to the ground. Alucard gasped, a red mist overtakign him as he put himself behind you, catching you and sending both of you tumbling to he ground. he sat up immediately, looking down at you.
“Love, are you alright-”
“You Got mud on me!” You complained, taking him out of his defensive stance and making him laugh. He helped you to your feet, apologizing profusely.
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“Do I really have to?” Alucard said, peeling his soaked and soiled shirt from his body. He tossed it lazily to the side of the bathroom as you finished filling the bathtub. “I can clean myself-”
“Well I’m dirty too, thanks to you.” You complained. “The bath is ready. You are joining me.” You stood, undooing your robe and letting it fall off your shoulders. He had seen your nude form many times before but he just coudn’t get used to the rush of seeing it. He undid his pants quickly and tossed them aside as you lowered yourself into the water. You couldnt’ help but his at the sudden warm water, laying back in the tub and letting out a satisfied sigh. He lowered himself in beside you, giggling micheviously. You ignored him and continued to relax.
“Are you telling me you stripped me with no intent to -” You ducked his head beneath the water, smirking as he pulled himself back up, coughing.
“You are dirty. Clean yourself up.” He controlled his coughing, smirkingand geting the wet hair out of his face.
“Help me.” He whispered, making you let out a light chuckle. You rolled your hips, hovering over him and straddling his naked waist. You took a cloth and as he leaned back in the tub you wiped off the side of his face, returning the lively glow to his pale skin. His hands moves to you waist, rubbing circles into your hips.
“You’re such a baby.”
“I love you too.” He breathed, taking another cloth from the side of the tub and running to up the dried mud on your shoulders. You never broke eye contact with one another. You were a mess of biting lips and lickign fangs, staring strongly into one anothers eyes. You smirked, putting the cloth down in the tub and leaning in to give your dirty vampire a passionate kiss.
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You had finished bathing a while ago, just laying on top of Alucard while sitting in the bath. He hugged you close to him, both of your torsos barely above water. You had your head resting in his neck, the smell of his freshly washed hair irresitable.
“You smell good.” He raised a brow at your sudden comment, giggling a little.
“Nevermind, flowers.” You corrected. You looked down at you, amused by your little rambling.
“What kind of flowers?”
“I don’t know… lilacs?”
“Well-”
“Sunflowers!”
“Sunflowers?”
“Definitely vanilla.” His smile just grew, his hand rubbing your naked thigh beneath the water. He stared up at the bathroom ceiling, listening to you ramble about his scent. He decided to interrupt you, feeling his finger begin to get too sfot.
“Love, we can’t stay in the water all day.”
“I want to lay and be naked longer though-”
“Well I didn’t say we couldn’t do that.” He corrected, continueing to tease you. “we just have to take our naked cuddling out of the water.”
“Do we have to?” You whined, Alucard putting you into his arms and standing, water cascading down both of you as Alucard carried you, like a bride, out of the tub. “Noo, I’ts cold-”
“When we get to the bedroom, you’ll be warm.”
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Alucard took care with the towel, patting dry the entire length of your legs and lookign up at you with a loving gaze.
“You know,” He started. “We should bath together more often.”
“You mean it? Cause at first you hated the idea.”
“It grew on me,” He said, moving to dry your hips. “I think I should go out in the right more often-”
“I will chop your tail off if you come back in this house dirty again.” He snorted at yoru threat, standing at cupping yoru face in his hands.
“Well, I suppose I’ll have to find another way to get dirty.”
“You do know I can’t get human sickness, don’t you?“
“I also know you still feel cold, so take it and shut up.“
“It smells like a wet dog.“
When Alucard’s fancy clothes got demon blood all over it and were drying out at the camp fire and Trevor got all twitchy because of his topless everything.
So I’m awake and I am just thinking up new material and thought of this line. No idea when I’ll use it but eventually I will. I’ll probably eventually use it in a story
Some vampire: I’m afraid Your lover isn’t half the vampire I am-
Toad's Cave 