#Renbecca

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She saw me... she really saw me.

Renfield anniversary week, prompt 5: favourite ship. Sorry, but these two have my heart.

I'm fascinated with the idea of these two. They're fucked up in opposite directions, but are initially drawn to each other for the same reasons. They each see strength in the other that they envy.

Rebecca's strength of will, her ability to stand firm and sass a guy with a gun to her head- that's something Robert admires deeply; so too, in this scene, does she admire his willingness to put his life on the line without personal stakes like hers.

I really do think he's among the first few people she feels comfortable trusting, after her dad. She speaks to him with a vulnerability we don't see with 90% of the other characters. I couldn't really get the without you that starts off this line, because of how the sub track is set up, but it's pretty emblematic of this to me.

Rebecca lives a life where having rock-solid walls up is vital. Any vulnerability she shows is an opportunity for the corruption she's fighting against to chew her up and spit her out, and that's another reason why her and Robert work well together- they respect each other, in a way that neither gets anywhere else in their lives. They can see each other. And they like what they see.

Robert listens to her, in a way that quite literally nobody else in the film does, not even Kate- compare and contrast his response to her venting vs Kate's when Teddy Lobo is let go again.

The value of just having someone look you in the eye and say, for the first time, that must be awful. I don't think Rebecca has, herself, that freedom of emotion or ability to express affection- the same walls that protect her from the outside world are up inside her head.

It's why I like to HC them as falls first (Robert), falls harder (Rebecca), and part of why I think they work SO MUCH BETTER for not being canon on the final draft- by the end of the runtime, neither is quite ready to be normal about letting someone get close- but I feel like they will be soon. And when they are, they'll be perfect for each other.

P.S: It's also important to me that Robert can talk back to her- she isn't entirely unlike his last partner, imo, he has something of a type (dominance)- but he's able to snark back at her. He's not scared of her.

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Cloudy's text, GIF n' video adventures - Don't make Teddy Lobo cry

Dracula: What are you doing, Renfield?

Renfield: Master, I will no longer serve you and continue to put up with your constant abuse for many more moons! Time to have a breakup of the century and turn you into medicine with my new shiny cop girlfriend!

(Rebecca Quincy bursts through the door and starts singing Scuttlebutt, but her shrill squawking is so ear-piercing Dracula starts screaming and flailing around as he slowly melts like ice cream into a pile of blood)

Renfield: YAY! Collectable Dracula blood! :D

Tedward: (Also bursts through the door) WHAT?! OMG RENFIELD, HOW COULD YOU MURDER FUCKING DRACULA IN COLD BLOOD AND NOT EVEN CONSIDER GIVING ANY OF IT TO ME! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE AWKWAFINA!😡😭😡😭 (Kicks Rebecca to the moon)

Renfield: NOOOOOO MY NEW GIRLFRIEND! YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS! (Beats Teddy to a bloody pulp)

Tedward: Owie! Mommy, he hurt me! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

*1 second later, not only does Bellafrancesca storm into the room, so does Mandy, Ronnie, Alucard and Marya Zaleska, because the rule is everyone freaks out and acts like the world is gonna end when the tough baby wolf puppy starts crying like this*

Bellafrancesca: OMG what's going on?! What did you do to my baby!? D:

Mandy: OMG it's a BEEG BABY! :O

Ronnie: How could you, Renfield! How could you be so heartless as to make momma's boy cry! Quick, apologize ASAP! D:<

Alucard: Renfield, you have 5 seconds to atone for what you have done to this young Lobo before I give in to my thirst and drain all of the blood out of you to your death! >:C

Marya:

(Grabs Renfield, throws him into the blender and blends him until he's a juice and give a cup to everyone in the room, especially to Teddy to cheer him up, and throws a party) 🥳

Renfield: (His blood is green from all of the Beetlejuice he drunk in his life) Sowwy guys... ;-;

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A lot of people dislike it because 1) they hate Awkwafina 2) they think the relationship was 'pushed on the audience' (which it was not especially if you read the original script and see how much more of a 'hes in love with her' thing they were gonna have it be) or 3) that it diminishes Renfield being a queer coded character (shockingly, queer people come in more flavors that strictly monosexual, and you cannot tell me that Rebecca isn't bisexual and has a strap in her bedroom)

I love them as a sort of platonic soulmate thing myself, but I will stand up for anyone getting hate about it like fuck off and let people have fun

I know, everyone hates that ship but I just wanna sit here, ignore most of the canon and ship Rebecca and Renfield simply on the grounds of

A) he doesn’t like her for being conventionally attractive but for something she did / her personality

B) my personal height kink

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Tagged by @gerardway-is-my-babygirl (hi Tobyyyy♡) to share 5 songs i got on repeat and here they go

1. Theatre- oops this has been on repeat for about a year

2.Goodmorning- weird cute lil renbecca-y song that I need to draw something to.

3. I Want to be Your Only Pet - no brainer.

4. Judas- been trying to skip this one the last couple weeks bc I'm very emotional about it but I've listened so much in the past that it's still UP there on the Spotify on repeat. Ty @just-a-silly-little-guy for introducing moi

5. Capricco and Innovative Composer - this one is the first on my Dracula playlist ehheeheehe 🧛‍♂️

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That character ask game:

Randy and/or Renfield

Send a Character and I'll Answer!

Randy

1: sexuality headcanon: Bisexual! 2: otp: Benson x Randy ♥ 3: brotp: Ms Beard and Randy lmao 4: notp: idk dude im so easily swayed into ship ideas... 5: first headcanon that pops into my head: LOVES the beach 6: favorite line from this character:

Benson. I need to talk to you.

Also any instance of Randy saying Bensons name, I MIGHT make a video compilation tbh 7: one way in which I relate to this character: dgsfsdfh.... People pleasing doormat (formerly, at least) 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: Currently cannot think of anything dfhhdfhdhsdf 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?: Cinnamon roll. Did nothing wrong Ever.

Renfield

1: sexuality headcanon: bisexual also dsggfhdf... 2: otp: Dracfield ♥♥ 3: brotp: Renbecca ♥♥ 4: notp: Again not really against anything and easily swayed into other peoples' ships hahaha 5: first headcanon that pops into my head: Developed a taste for bugs to the point that even without needing to eat them, he will eat (dead) bugs in or as food (without Dracula health plan, eating live bugs can be more risky, alas) 6: favorite line from this character:

You were much smaller from back there

7: one way in which I relate to this character: SIGHS and looks at Randy and looks at Renfield and looks at myself. PUTTING OTHERS AHEAD OF ME IS A VERY DEFINING TRAIT 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: again cant think of anything that really stands out tbhhh 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? Problematic Cinnamon Roll ♥

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society if I'd had time to render this.......

for the prompt "future", I went with my babies-ever-after au. I definitely thing Robert would want a family again- his vision board features not one, but two, and I think being ready to be responsible for children again would be a huge, huge milestone in his recovery.

I think he'd struggle a little at first, once it's real- when he's holding a tiny newborn baby again, with hands that have shed blood for a century- but every day is a chance to watch them grow and thrive, and there's so many happy moments that it just overwhelms any fear he could have. They're too wonderful for that.

(p.s there are technically FOUR kids in my au, the baby he's holding is a twin- Rebecca is juggling that one and the camera)

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So I've been watching The Great (shout-out to @just-a-silly-little-guy for dragging me into it!) And watching hoult playing a guy obsessed with his baby is making me really want postcanon Renbecca babies. Not to be comphet about this but I DO love fankids and babies ever after... and I think it would be something he'd genuinely want? There's happy families on his vision board, and we know how much he regrets his failure as a father. Ramblings under the cut.

I think it would be a big step forward in his recovery, too- being stable enough, financially and mentally, to even consider having another kid. And I think Rebecca has considered it before, but never seriously- she doesn't have a mom, so it would probably be difficult for her to picture being one.

Once they're committed and have their shit a bit more together, I think she'd agree to it- and then they'd be on WILDLY different pages for a hot sec, because "starting a family" for Rebecca means 2.5 kids and a dog, and for Robert it means "I sure do miss hanging out with my sister and her THREE BACK TO BACK SETS OF TWINS". It's hilarious to me. She'd ask how many he's thinking about and he's like "Well, I know birthrates have fallen significantly since I was last married 🤔 so probably not more than five?"

They agree to one-maybe-two. The first pregnancy absolutely blows his mind because the sheer amount of progress that's been made in prenatal care. He'd 100% cry his eyes out at the first sonogram because he's just awed that you can SEE into the womb. He'd be taking this blurry incomprehensible black and white picture everywhere, showing it to everyone he knows like "🥹 that's our baby..." and his friends are like "that's great man, it looks like a bean."

It would also basically give him another anxiety disorder. There's been a lot of advances in maternal health since the 1920s, and his ex wife probably smoked a pack a day and drank while pregnant, because nobody knew that you shouldn't do that yet! Rebecca has to confiscate his phone so he doesn't go on Instagram and get himself hysterical over her eating pepperoni on pizza or candies with food dye. On the plus side, she will DEFINITELY have prenatal vitamins just completely on. Lock. (He brings them to her on a little china plate). The fretfulness would definitely bother her- it's not like she's suddenly made of glass! But he'd make up for it by being equally indulgent of her the entire time.

I think he'd be incredibly happy to have kids in the modern world, too- there's so much less they have to worry about in terms of disease and dangers, and they'll get to go to school all the way to 18, no matter what! If they have another daughter, she'll be able to do anything- she could be a doctor or an astronaut or even the president! Can her nursery be space or medicine or government themed?

All of his ideas for baby names are horribly outdated and all of Rebecca's are from a list she made when she was 14 and daydreaming about marrying one of the boys from supernatural, so they're out of luck there for a while- she doesn't want to name her baby Agatha or Eustace, but she also doesn't want to explain why they can't name it "Castiel".

I also don't think Rebecca would like being pregnant much- she likes that you get a baby at the end, and it's an exciting time for anyone, but that's hard to keep in mind when the little snot is kickboxing your organs all night. And she really wouldn't enjoy the way it alters/reduces her mobility, especially in the second half- she's pretty much five foot nothing and the average newborn is a third of that, let alone Renny's NBA all stars "one week old in 3mo clothes" sproglets. At one of the scans, the ultrasound tech says their baby "looks like they're gonna be tall! :)" and Rebecca just GLARES at him because she has to haul the kid around for another few months still.

They have a little girl and are both instantly besotted. Never shut up about her, total first time (for Rebecca at least) parent madness where the baby blinks in a new way and they both burst into tears of joy and grab the cameras. Robert having been on the night shift for a century means he's very useful in the newborn phase- he's sleep deprived anyway, waking up every two hours for feeds is nothing compared to a week stalking the streets all night for victims.

He'd probably be the stay at home parent, given that he doesn't legally exist- he's the absolute talk of the town at daycare dropoff and has to go full wife guy to defend his honour. This means that everyone at baby sensory and what have you had a fantastic impression of Rebecca before they meet her, because he can't stop gushing about how cool she is after he's started.

Rebecca is more neurotic than she'd expected about babies, and it causes her a lot of stress at first- she's the youngest sibling, so she has very little experience with them, and her daughter is so tiny and fragile and squishy! She gets better about it once baby is a bit less wispy looking and newborn-lanky, which I think would happen by 2-3 months. Kiddo has a lot of growing to do, and consequently gets delightfully chubby before shooting up like a weed as a toddler. Neither of them want to put her down EVER, to the point where she takes a little longer than average to be crawling and walking because she can only make it a few feet before someone scoops her up and transports her expeditiously to her destination.

Baby two is a couple years after the first, once they're confident that they can get a kid to running-around age without completely fucking up. Her older sister, thanks to the accidental attachment parenting from the sheer amount of snuggling and carrying, would be confident to the point of being slightly feral. By the time baby 2 is old enough to play with her the dynamic is very much as so:

They're smart on their own, but get them both in a room at the same time and their collective IQ is halved and someone ends up with their arm jammed to the elbow in the VCR tape slot.

Despite this, Robert manages to beg and plead his way into one (1) more, just one, this is the last one he P R O M I S E S, three is lots!

They have twins.

[castleofcuntdracula]

Porned an ography about the pet heterosexuals:

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Since im not set on names for the AU babies, I'm giving them nicknames. In birth order:

Peanut, after what she looked like on the first sonogram

Squiddle (induced cravings for calamari & squid nigiri)

Bugglebee (baby B -> bee -> bumblebee -> bugglebee)

Moo (he's just called that)

[castleofcuntdracula]

Fluffiest thing on earth ft my pet heterosexuals :)

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more fluff about the peterosexuals

[flingmetothemoon]

Marya Zaleska/Tedward Lobo fanfic - Connected

Movies: Dracula's Daughter (1936) and Renfield (2023)

Characters: Countess Marya Zaleska, Sandor (DD), Tedward 'Teddy' Lobo, his mom Bellafrancesca, his sister Mandy, his deceased flashback dad, his henchmen, Rebecca Quincey and her deceased flashback dad (Renfield)

Relationships: Tedward Lobo/Countess Marya Zeleska and past Tedward Lobo/Rebecca Quincy

Scenario inspiration: Jane meets Tarzan

Summary: Teddy Lobo meets Countess Marya Zaleska A.K.A Dracula's Daughter and they get to know other better

Content warning: Language, (Which shouldn't be surprising considering it's Teddy Lobo we're talking about XD) subtle comparison to SA, violence, death, attempted suicide and intense emotional distress

I adore Teddy Lobo sm I even reblogged a post from Tumblr that perfectly sums up why I feel bad for that baby girl 💖

As for Marya Zaleska, Idk why she’s so underutilized compared to Dracula and even Alucard, but I also adore her sm! She’s my favorite female monster! I think what I love the most about her is she’s fiercely strong. And by strong, I don’t just mean by her physical supernatural force or being an immortal vampire, but mainly her ability to live for a hundred years experiencing the worst, darkest moments of her life as a vampire + a gross sustenance addiction and mental illness allegory and still seek a normal life of calm, peace and joy full of happy memories along with everyone else, maybe even normal friends. To me, not only is that a sign of maturity, but also a sign of serious mental strength~💜

The idea of these two being paired up together came about from when I came up with that ship some time ago and I really got into it the more I pondered about it. Out of the more popular Renfield ships I know of such as Dracfield, Tedfield, Renbecca and Tedbecca, I found a ship between a drugged up nepo baby with a mindset of a scared child trying hard to be braver to prove himself to his mom while living in a home where his family survives in a corrupt system using fear and violence and a mysterious woman from an obscure mid 1930s film with an implied strained relationship with a legendary vampire she claims to be the daughter of searching for a new life with peace and joy without having to continue to struggle with a lonely, morbid, immortal metaphorical mental illness any longer to be the most intriguing one

I see a lot of similarities and contrasts between their characters, backgrounds and relationships with others. I see ways they can add something new to each other's daily routines. I can see the ship baiting for a diverse variety of genres for fanfic stories: fluff, angst, horror, thriller, romance, kinky, ect.

I can talk about the appeal of that ship alone all day if I can just bc I love them sm I can't even 🥺

Now grab a snack, sit back, relax and enjoy reading! C:

After his pitch black vision slowly turns into a blur to a regained solid vision again, the only thing Teddy can feel at the moment is numbness and a bad headache. “Uhh… Umm, w-where am I…?”

The last thing he remembers is the sharp fangs piercing into his skin and him fanatically attempting to push the young female vampire away as his body slowly numbs from the blood drainage and fainting into unconsciousness as the last thing he can hear is the vampire turn into a swarm of speedy, frenzied screeching bats wrestling with each other as she felt a buzz of a sustenance she has not tasted in blood before, and he knew exactly what it is.

When he slowly sits up and looks around, he finds himself in completely different surroundings. Instead of inside a dark abandoned castle he was in before, he finds himself on top of a forest of trees. What makes his newly pumped blood feel colder is when he looks down and saw no nearby ground, but rather fog below. He almost chokes in a panic and his heavy breathing goes faster and harder.

“Oh fuck… Ronnie? Ricky? Shit… Mans’? Anyone here to give me a fucking hand? I don't know how to climb down this high up. Maybe someone can call mom to pick me up back home? That'll be great ‘cause I'm already done with those weird bloodsuckers! She almost fucking killed me, damnit!”

No response unfortunately. But he does notice something about himself: He is back to phase 2 of his beastly form. It's been so long since he last transformed into an actual Lobo. He always had that silver bracelet amulet on his wrist to tame that part of him, so the amount of pain he received from his transformation shows how unused his body was to turning into a completely different body. He had suggested the idea of embracing the family’s wolf forms to install more fear into the New Orleans residents to reach the world domination goal better, but his mother declined the idea, believing they're not quite ready for the moment yet with her son always fleeing from conflict.

Sighing from disbelief that he has no choice but to climb down himself, he hops off a huge tree arm to land onto the other nearest one on the left, but barely falls off along with an audible high-pitched yelp, a series of curses utters out of his mouth as he is lucky enough to only grapple the arm with his longer pointed claws. Another problem arises however: The heavy rain makes it harder for the claws to grapple onto a tree arm for long, so then his claws slip off and he falls two stories until he hits the other long arm with a painful impact on his back. It was so painful he couldn't get him to stop squirming around with another series of curses uttering out of his throat.

“Fuck! My fucking back!”

Thankfully, the only thing that shuts the young wolf up is the nearby sound of what he thought sounds like licking and crunching. Turning his head forward to the opposite of his direction is an interesting site: That pale woman eating a huge carcass. Is that a bison? How is she able to take down such an immensely huge and strong animal and carry it to the highest trees? She must have superhuman strength to be able to do that! Then again, she's a vampire, and apparently even the slenderest female vampires can give the most muscular non-supernatural male bodybuilders a run for their money.

That was when the vampire stops eating and turns to notice the young wolf staring at her, appearing to be lost in thought. Teddy notices something different about her besides having huge bat wings on her back. Her irises remain blood red, but her whites have now turned black. There is also the fact that she is now not wearing clothing, only covered up with long sections of her dark hair with dark purple and blue highlights. Her hair is about knee length, flows from even a slight breeze easily and has many partings like spider legs but thin and silky as a spider web. It appears she is also on a half phase of her feral form, but Teddy honestly didn't think she looked that terrifyingly ugly. As a matter of fact… Never did he think he would think this about a vampire, but her hair looks so… Beautiful…

“OH FUCK!” Teddy shrieks as the vampire woman suddenly jumps and charges towards him, only to stop at her tracks as if she's just trying to get a closer, better look at him. Teddy tries to scream, but is initially unable to due to his fast, panicking heart. It was only when the woman starts to slowly crawl towards him he is able to coherently speak again.

“W-wa-wait-wait wait! Back off! Back the FUCK OFF! I'm fucking warning ya! Do you know who the fuck I am? I'm Teddy fucking Lobo! I'm a criminal! I can knock your teeth out if I can! I'll do it, I'll fucking do it!”

Teddy thrusts his right foot out onto her chest in an attempt to prevent her from coming closer, only to be immediately followed up with a loud pop coming from his aching back. He whines and whimpers as he tries to quickly ease his back in fear of what could happen if he's off guard while the vampire is right next to him.

She leans over and reaches her hand to the wolf’s cheek to lean him over to see what's wrong with his back. Teddy really underestimated the strength of that woman, for he tries desperately to push her off, but to no avail.

“GAAAH! LET THE FUCK GO OF ME-”

But then he suddenly goes quiet and his breathing goes slower and slower. He is surprised by what has just occurred: The woman had started stroking his back slowly and gently as she can possibly go with how much she underestimates her own strength of her sharp claws. How this calmed Teddy's nerves within seconds is a miracle that can't be explained. He almost falls asleep and his head almost rests on the woman's breasts, but he is surprised he doesn't hear a heartbeat coming from her chest. Does her heart not work? Wait… Of course it wouldn't, she's technically a walking corpse, why else would she need to feed on blood to survive?

She leans back to place her head onto his chest to hear if he has a heartbeat and much to her surprise, he does. Quite a fast, hard one.

Teddy can feel his anxiety growing back once more and tries to hit her with his sharp long claws, only for her to grab his wrist on time with a swift motion that gives him barely any time to react. About 3 seconds later, the same thing happens to his left wrist. He swears his face feels beat red the entire awkward time. She rests her head onto his bare chest to hear his heartbeat and now she's restraining his wrists to prevent him from hitting her. Why is this daughter of Dracula playing with her potential prey?

But then he notices something odd: Despite her threatening appearance, the woman doesn't at all look hostile. If anything, she looks… Curious. If not a bit concerned for the wolf. She observes his claws and lifts up her claws near his to compare the difference. There is a difference: The wolf’s claws are thicker and black, expected from canine biology.

“Umm… You're not… You're not gonna suck me dry?”

“...”

Teddy isn't sure whether to take it as her being more friendlier than she seems or biding her time to set up some sort of trap when he is caught off guard or-

“...You say so much… Teddy Lobo”

That was not something he expected to hear come out of her mouth in both ways. For one, she speaks noticeably slowly and calmly as if she is trying to savor the words coming out of her mouth as much as possible, it is a noticeable contrast to how loud, obnoxious and talkative the Lobo is. And two, he didn't really notice how much he talks until a non-talkative vampire points it out. Holy shit! Does he really talk that much? In his defense, it's sort of a coping mechanism for him because he felt so lonely and underappreciated by most people he knows for most of his life, even by relatives, so talking a big game while putting up a loud, tough façade is his effective way of putting the attention on himself he rarely gets during his childhood and adolescence.

“Well uhh… Yeah? I like talking. I mean who doesn't? Awkward silences can make anyone uncomfortable right? Unless you like silence… Do you like to talk about yourself Mrs.… Umm... Mrs. Name I don't know?”

While grabbing his long, pointed fangs to observe the details, the young vampire reveals herself

“I am Dracula's daughter, the princess of Wallachia. Some call me “Elizzabat Draculaura”, or “Lizzy” for short. I call myself “Georgia” which is commonly said to mean “Agriculture”, but interestingly, “Georgia” also possibly originates from a Persian word “Gurğ” which roughly translates into “Wolf”.”

There is no reason he should be feeling this way, but the feel of her fingers moving around and feeling through his fangs while listening to her talking seems to turn his cheeks slightly pink and his mind keeps tricking him into thinking it's something more perverted happening in his mouth. Perhaps the fact that she reveals that one of her nicknames means “wolf” is what got him a bit too excited.

“But I prefer that you call me “Countess Marya Zaleska”. Because when you look beyond my bitter curse, what you'll will see within my soul is a forest of love”

Teddy looks absolutely in love with Marya with her strong yet soft voice uttering all the different names while the highlights in her hair reflect from the moonlight peaking through an open hole of a cloudy, stormy night, not caring about his fangs being played around with. For someone who commented on him talking a lot, she sure seemed to have wanted to vent about herself as if she's been waiting for that moment for ages. Maybe she likes to talk a lot too, she's just a little closed up about it and just needs the right person to confide in.

“M… Marya sounds… like a beautiful name. So does Draculaura. Maybe I should call you… Lady Draculaura!”

“...Interesting. Many fellow monsters often referred to me as such before.”

“Oh wow, really! Well shit, guess I'm really on the roll!” At that moment, Teddy realizes he was losing his cool and quickly stiffened back into his more tougher front. “It's not like I care about that or anything, stupid…”

Marya thinks it's kind of cute how the young wolf tries to hide his soft spot… Just before hearing a low rumbling sound. She twitches her ears like a cat and she tries to figure out where that strange sound is coming from.

“Ah shit! A bowl of meatballs was the only thing I ate this afternoon… “ Teddy's face flushes in embarrassment and he holds his stomach. He wonders if all the exertion from this crazy evening is what also contributed to feeling so hungry again. And maybe it's the smell of fresh meat from the carcass Marya was eating.

Marya has just the idea! She leaps back to the spot where she was previously feasting on her carcass, lifts the carcass above her head and carefully hops back to Teddy and carefully places her heavy carcass in front of him as an offer to share and hopefully fill his empty stomach.

“I don't believe a few small pieces of meat will be enough to satisfy you after everything you've been through tonight, just because of me… And… Sandor…”

Teddy feels his primal instincts trying to kick in as the meat comes in direct contact with him until Sandor is mentioned. “Huh? you knew about that guy?”

Her ears and position pull back. Just even thinking about that guy is enough to make Marya feel utterly uncomfortable. “Yes. He was my servant a long time ago. I promised him eternal life, but he was not a patient man. He wanted that gift as soon as possible, despite my dreams and wishes. Eventually, he betrayed me, and shot an arrow through me and killed me…”

Sighing, she looks like she's about to tear up even more. “You can't imagine how shocked I was to wake up and find myself at his hands… To use my power while my preserved dead body was sealed away for his disgusting world domination schemes…”

Hearing “disgusting” follow up with “world domination” makes Teddy flinch with disgust. The thing is it's true that he, along with his family, plans to gain power over the world and make everyone fear them. They don't know yet how they are going to accomplish that goal, but what at least Teddy knows is that it doesn't involve killing a woman and using her corpse as a power source for sinister purposes for no apparent reason other than because he didn't get something from her. That sounds like a vampire equivalent of… No. Don't think about it. That fucking bastard!

“But you, Tedward…” Marya stares at her claws as if she is lost in thought. “...When you saw what he had done to me, you tore him to pieces, along with the brides, and his alive coffin throne where I was stored as a power source. If too much of my power was extracted from me I would have weakened and stayed dead…”

“Hell yeah! It feels fucking good to give that bastard what he deserves. Now I feel like a king!” On the contrary of what he may insist, it's very rare for Teddy to actually ever kill anyone. The only person he remembers proactively killing is the father of that Asian officer as a punishment for killing his dad during that one fight that happened over him breaking up with Mrs. Quincy.

Teddy and Rebecca used to date a little bit. Teddy thinks it's cute when Rebecca gets angry over the littlest things and finds joy in teasing her about it. But even Rebecca used to think Teddy is cute, particularly his more laid back demeanor, his sense of humor and his dorky smile, which isn't something she normally finds in her workforce. So naturally, she grew attracted to him and wanted to take their relationship to the next level.

But there's a problem: As much as Teddy's emotional heart wanted to say yes, his logical brain says no due to multiple reasons: Too much conflict between their respective families, too much stress from dealing with the toxic environments within the systems they're bound to and both being too ill-tempered to be able to work out a conflict calmly, so Teddy unfortunately had to be honest with Rebecca and tell her that for these reasons, he doesn't think the relationship would work out long term

And man! He doesn't know what her deal was. Whether it's bottled up anger issues going on and she decided to use that moment as an opportunity to take it out on him or what, but to say she didn't take the rejection well is quite an understatement. First, she attacks him, and then Teddy's dad overhears the fighting and attacks her to defend his son, only for Rebecca's dad to jump in and attack him to defend his daughter. He shoots Teddy's dad until he falls off the two story balcony and the sharp rocks underneath cracks his skull open and he dies. Finally in a fit of rage, Teddy kicks down Rebecca's dad who begs for mercy and for him to spare his life. Not having any of it, Teddy finally pushes him off the balcony and he too dies.

To this day, that moment is still vivid in the young wolf’s and the young Asian officer's minds. They couldn't shake off that day even if they tried and blamed each other for the death of their respective fathers since then. Their feelings for each other hardened into bitterness each day and they swear revenge on each other someday. Just as Teddy got those painful ponderings out of his mind, he wakes up to see Marya with her hand on his head. “My kind has telepathy. So do I therefore, and it appears you too had your heart broken.”

Teddy is suddenly so emotionally drained, he honestly doesn't know what to feel at the moment. His mouth moves as if he's trying to say something, but the words aren't coming out. Maybe it's just he hasn't been snorting up some coke since this morning?

“...Teddy?”

But that was it, he's not saying anything. He's just staring into the void with tears slowly forming into his eyes. Until…

“T-Teddy?!” Marya gasps as she notices him starting to tilt to the right off the tree and quickly catches his hand once he begins to fall! “OH SHIT! Hang on, Teddy! I got you”

“Leave me alone to die…” Teddy muttered despondently, barely highering his head as his sudden suicidal depression crashes in.

“P-Pardon..?”

“What's the point of living on? I'm just your prey anyway…”

But Marya was not having any of it. She had a hundred years of experience with the worst, darkest moments in life as a vampire, yet she knows there is still hope for more happier, peaceful aspects of life to savor, therefore, others should be able to enjoy it despite their darkest moments as well. With all of her might, Marya thrusts her upper body strength and throws Teddy up into the air and uses two of her hands to catch him. She gently cradles him onto her arms and wings as she moves back onto the tree, very concerned for him. But what concerns her even more is when the young wolf's safety is reassured, he begins to panic and bursts into tears!

“Teddy? Are you alright? What happened?!” the extremely worried vampire asks as she tries to soothe him with shoulder rubs as gently as she possibly can.

“FUCK! Why the fuck can't you just let me FUCKING DIE! I WANNA FUCKING DIE!” Teddy sobbed loudly.

“Teddy… Why would you want to die instead of enjoying the beauties and wonders of life?”

“Almost nothing good happens in my life! I grew up into a crime family surrounded with drugs and violence, I was raised into a criminal, mom grew distant as a parent, I lost dad because I said no to a cop I liked, and now mom spends more time with Mandy while the only people I actually even get to spend time with anymore are my own henchmen.” Teddy couldn't contain his tears streaming down his face even if he wanted to.

“What else is there for me to enjoy? I'm lonely as fuck and I would eventually have to go back home to deal with the same shit over and over again… I would rather FUCKING DIE than to keep going like this until I grow old and grey FOREVER! So please… PLEASE LET ME FUCKING DIE!”

Marya was absolutely stunned! Was this young Lobo legit suffering this much his entire life?! He literally spilled his heart out like he's been waiting for that moment for ages! It was almost like that storm the heavens are still pouring out right now. It also reminded her of how she felt when she wanted to be able to live as a normal person again, to be out in the sun, to not have to continue doing evil or be shunned and even attempted to be crucified by mortals who'll eventually die out into dust while she continues to live on.

She paces her head around the tree to figure out what to do and how to comfort him. “Tedward… Look at me.”

It's a struggle for the watery-eyed Teddy to look up at the vampire, but he eventually calms down a bit.

“What do you see in my eyes?” The last time she asked that question to Sandor, his response was “Death”. That simple answer gave her a cold feeling since then. That simple answer reveals how he truly feels about her kind: Dead, unfeeling monsters. Incapable of loving life and happiness. No value. Only good for what he can get out of them. Otherwise, they can be killed off and disregarded without second thought. Her hope this time is that this Lobo wouldn't be selfish and cold enough to think the same about her.

As corny it may sound, Teddy can't help but think of one thing as he stares into such long lashed, watery blood red eyes: Soul gaze. Yes, sometimes gazing into the eyes can be like gazing into the window of someone's soul. After all, a person can reveal something about themselves merely with body language, even facial. Not for long he reveals his answer: Beauty.

Marya is taken back. What did he say? “Beauty”? No… that can't be right… How many people does she know think of her as someone beautiful? Especially considering what she had become? Tears begin forming into her eyes as well. “You… You generally believe that..?”

“...Yeah… I see beauty because…” He looks down unto his fiddling fingers as he feels embarrassment rushing through his face “Shit! This is so stupid… Umm. For someone who would be expected to look unattractive for your kind, particularly in your most feral form, you look physically attractive, you look so pretty! But I do see beauty inward because well… Not a whole lot of people I know actually gives a shit about whether I live or die, let alone a bloodsucker Batwoman”

When he looks up again, he sees tears in her eyes as well. “...You're lonely too aren't you?” The answer he doesn't expect is for her to wrap her clawed hands around his back and borrow his face into his shoulder.

“You… Are my God-given Guardian wolf, Tedward… You're like an answer to my prayers to God.”

“What the fuck..?” Teddy isn't exactly religious, but he sure as hell didn't expect a vampire to have good feelings about God, especially considering what many old priests have done to her kind under the name of God! “What do you mean by that?”

She pulls up from him, attempting to compose herself. “Do you know what “Tedward” means?”

“Uhh, not offhand. I do wonder how you know Tedward is my full first name when I haven't even told you yet? Oh right, you have telepathy.”

“Well yes. But Teddy is a nickname for a certain common name. Tedward sounds like a combination of Theodore and Edward. Theodore originates from a Greek word that translates into “God-given” or “Gift of God”, and Edward originates from an Old English word that translates into “Rich Guardian” or “Wealthy Protector”.”

“WHA-How do you know about these things?! That sounds fucking awesome!”

“I know, I'm a smarty pants. When I have time for myself, I like to read books outdoors under the moonlight and listen to the Children of the Night. Listen to them, what music they make.” By "Children of the Night", she refers to the sounds of chirping crickets, howling wolves that can be heard in the distance and wind chimes hanging on trees blown by the cool gentle breeze.

“Well you got the right guy, baby, because I'm rich and I can be your protector and provider. Everyone in the town where my family is at fears us and knows when to not piss us off. You'll never have to wait in line again! We can go to a restaurant and I'll order you whatever meal you want no matter the expense. We can go to a shop and I'll buy you all the sun protectors and fancy ass dresses you could want, and-”

His stomach comes back to interrupting with another loud growl, making the female vampire chuckle. “Ah shit, thanks for reminding me I'm still starving…”

“No problem, Teddy Lobo, I'll provide food for you this time.” She pulls the bison back closer to Teddy and uses her pinky claw to draw a blood mark to get both him and her hungry for blood.

The smell of meat entices Teddy so much, he feels sudden sharp pangs of pain as he feels himself morphing back into his fourth phase leopard-printed wolf form. He almost launches at the bison carcass only to stop and remember something. “Wait… Lemme ask first: I love Georgia. it's a really nice name I should consider tattooing onto my arm. I love the theory that it originally means “Wolf”, but why do you call yourself that? Aren't you more associated with bats or dragons or something?”

“Well… Vampires and werewolves weren't always antagonistic to one another, we mostly have been allies. In fact, some of us believe we are connected or are one thing, connected like Heaven and Earth. After all, bats are considered “sky puppies” as mortals call them. I do see why, I call myself "Georgia" because I often dream of associating with werewolves more to dissociate myself with Dracula. We must be more connected than mortals thought we are, as Dracula can turn into a wolf, and since I'm his daughter, so can I.”

Teddy's ears perk up and his tail starts wagging. “Huh? you're a Lobo too?! You want to join the Lobos? Oh fuck yeah! Please show me!

“...Sure.” Marya's onyx jewel rings start glowing colors of blue, purple and pink and she smokebombs a large poof of smoke clouds and bats that makes it hard for Teddy to see her. It takes half a minute for the smoke to finally dissipate and he sees the most awesome silhouette ever: A dark furred female wolf with bat wings and dark blue, purple and red highlights and blood red eyes.

“IT'S SO FUCKING AMAZING! IT'S THE REAL FUCKING DRACULA'S DAUGHTER!” The loud leopard-printed wolf begins jumping and wagging his tail so hard the darker she-wolf begins to worry it's going to fall out of his butt. Teddy licks and nuzzles his newfound favorite she-wolf.

“Y-yes it's me. Now let's feast”

Teddy is utterly excited yet complies and rips the carcass' meat with his new mate. Well… She's not exactly his mate yet, but he would be lying if he said he didn't already want her to be one just because of how much he adores her just after meeting her for one night. Only one question remains: What would his mother and sister think? Well… He honestly couldn't care less at the moment. His mother seems to value Mandy's opinions more than his, so why should he care what she thinks about who he wants to date anyways?

THE END

You can also read it on AO3 and DeviantART

I hope I did ok on it. I know my grammar and spellings aren't always perfect, but I think I'm pretty proud of it! :3

Teddy receiving back pain inspiration

Origin of Georgia name source

Vampire/Werewolf relationship source

[coiled-dragon]

Okay fuck it.

Fmk except I give you ships and you have to have a threesome, form a polycule or commit double homicide

Dracfield, Renfield/Rebecca annnnnd Teddy/Rebecca because I'm suddenly remembering that oneshot you wrote for them on ao3 and how horny that shit made me (props on that btw I'm usually ace lmao)

Ooohh this is fun hmmmmm well except. commit double homicide 😭 but I mean its same rules as FMK SO!

Threesome with Dracfield.... Im not getting out alive but I definitely dont want to :)

Polycule with Renbecca! I just think! They would be great to be in a relationship with at the same time!

Which means by default its a Teddybecca double homicide 😩 (or I BREAK the rules and make this a chaotic polycule between Renfield Rebecca Teddy and myself-)

[castleofcuntdracula]

Now with brief sequel!

Porned an ography about the pet heterosexuals:

[castleofcuntdracula]

Oh also he has a straight up crying breakdown the night after their oldest daughter's 6th birthday

So I've been watching The Great (shout-out to @just-a-silly-little-guy for dragging me into it!) And watching hoult playing a guy obsessed with his baby is making me really want postcanon Renbecca babies. Not to be comphet about this but I DO love fankids and babies ever after... and I think it would be something he'd genuinely want? There's happy families on his vision board, and we know how much he regrets his failure as a father. Ramblings under the cut.

I think it would be a big step forward in his recovery, too- being stable enough, financially and mentally, to even consider having another kid. And I think Rebecca has considered it before, but never seriously- she doesn't have a mom, so it would probably be difficult for her to picture being one.

Once they're committed and have their shit a bit more together, I think she'd agree to it- and then they'd be on WILDLY different pages for a hot sec, because "starting a family" for Rebecca means 2.5 kids and a dog, and for Robert it means "I sure do miss hanging out with my sister and her THREE BACK TO BACK SETS OF TWINS". It's hilarious to me. She'd ask how many he's thinking about and he's like "Well, I know birthrates have fallen significantly since I was last married 🤔 so probably not more than five?"

They agree to one-maybe-two. The first pregnancy absolutely blows his mind because the sheer amount of progress that's been made in prenatal care. He'd 100% cry his eyes out at the first sonogram because he's just awed that you can SEE into the womb. He'd be taking this blurry incomprehensible black and white picture everywhere, showing it to everyone he knows like "🥹 that's our baby..." and his friends are like "that's great man, it looks like a bean."

It would also basically give him another anxiety disorder. There's been a lot of advances in maternal health since the 1920s, and his ex wife probably smoked a pack a day and drank while pregnant, because nobody knew that you shouldn't do that yet! Rebecca has to confiscate his phone so he doesn't go on Instagram and get himself hysterical over her eating pepperoni on pizza or candies with food dye. On the plus side, she will DEFINITELY have prenatal vitamins just completely on. Lock. (He brings them to her on a little china plate). The fretfulness would definitely bother her- it's not like she's suddenly made of glass! But he'd make up for it by being equally indulgent of her the entire time.

I think he'd be incredibly happy to have kids in the modern world, too- there's so much less they have to worry about in terms of disease and dangers, and they'll get to go to school all the way to 18, no matter what! If they have another daughter, she'll be able to do anything- she could be a doctor or an astronaut or even the president! Can her nursery be space or medicine or government themed?

All of his ideas for baby names are horribly outdated and all of Rebecca's are from a list she made when she was 14 and daydreaming about marrying one of the boys from supernatural, so they're out of luck there for a while- she doesn't want to name her baby Agatha or Eustace, but she also doesn't want to explain why they can't name it "Castiel".

I also don't think Rebecca would like being pregnant much- she likes that you get a baby at the end, and it's an exciting time for anyone, but that's hard to keep in mind when the little snot is kickboxing your organs all night. And she really wouldn't enjoy the way it alters/reduces her mobility, especially in the second half- she's pretty much five foot nothing and the average newborn is a third of that, let alone Renny's NBA all stars "one week old in 3mo clothes" sproglets. At one of the scans, the ultrasound tech says their baby "looks like they're gonna be tall! :)" and Rebecca just GLARES at him because she has to haul the kid around for another few months still.

They have a little girl and are both instantly besotted. Never shut up about her, total first time (for Rebecca at least) parent madness where the baby blinks in a new way and they both burst into tears of joy and grab the cameras. Robert having been on the night shift for a century means he's very useful in the newborn phase- he's sleep deprived anyway, waking up every two hours for feeds is nothing compared to a week stalking the streets all night for victims.

He'd probably be the stay at home parent, given that he doesn't legally exist- he's the absolute talk of the town at daycare dropoff and has to go full wife guy to defend his honour. This means that everyone at baby sensory and what have you had a fantastic impression of Rebecca before they meet her, because he can't stop gushing about how cool she is after he's started.

Rebecca is more neurotic than she'd expected about babies, and it causes her a lot of stress at first- she's the youngest sibling, so she has very little experience with them, and her daughter is so tiny and fragile and squishy! She gets better about it once baby is a bit less wispy looking and newborn-lanky, which I think would happen by 2-3 months. Kiddo has a lot of growing to do, and consequently gets delightfully chubby before shooting up like a weed as a toddler. Neither of them want to put her down EVER, to the point where she takes a little longer than average to be crawling and walking because she can only make it a few feet before someone scoops her up and transports her expeditiously to her destination.

Baby two is a couple years after the first, once they're confident that they can get a kid to running-around age without completely fucking up. Her older sister, thanks to the accidental attachment parenting from the sheer amount of snuggling and carrying, would be confident to the point of being slightly feral. By the time baby 2 is old enough to play with her the dynamic is very much as so:

They're smart on their own, but get them both in a room at the same time and their collective IQ is halved and someone ends up with their arm jammed to the elbow in the VCR tape slot.

Despite this, Robert manages to beg and plead his way into one (1) more, just one, this is the last one he P R O M I S E S, three is lots!

They have twins.