#alucarddear headcanons

[alucarddear]

Position anon again, would you please write a NSFW alphabet for Alucard? Pretty please? 🥺

Alucard N S F W Alphabet*

I'm personally offended that I haven't done this for Lulu before. Anyway, rather than just spelling out his name, I'll give you the entire alphabet. Heh. This is LONG! Your thoughts and keyboard smashes are welcome. 🤭

P.S. I go explicit and specific; read at your own risk. I also tried my best to keep it as gender-neutral as possible, so this is [Alucard x You]. However, I did have a little self-indulgent fun with W: wild card, the only section with an obvious she/her indication. Just so you know!

A: Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Aftercare is not optional to this dhampir. It's a must. It doesn't matter if you had a quick romp or a long night, he'd still take the time to treat you right, especially if he'd been rather rough with you.

Forehead kisses, soft caresses, helping clean you up—you name it and he's got it covered. It's all about making sure you feel loved, appreciated, and cared for.

Alucard is not one to just up and leave or make you feel used. In fact, it's noticeable how much more he dotes on you after actually using you up good and fucking you raw into next week. 😏

B: Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

Your neck. Let's not even pretend that Alucard doesn't gravitate towards it. As you ride him, he buries his face in the crook of your neck and nips and pecks at your throat. There's a part of him that wants to sink his fangs into you then and there and another that wants nothing more than to whisper sweet nothings against your skin as you throw your head back in bliss.

Alucard likes his hands—the way they're so large against yours; how perfectly your hands feel in his own. He likes his hands gripping your thighs or hips, his hand coming down to slap your ass, his hands caressing every inch of you. The way his hand closes around your wrist, encircling it completely as if it was made to do nothing but. The way he pushes you down with his hand on the small of your back as he prepares to take you from behind. Most of all, all of the things his hands can do to make you cum.

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

Alucard's desire to spill his seed inside you is next to nothing sometimes. If you'd let him, he'd bury himself balls-deep and cum inside you each and every time.

He loves to make you cum, loves the way you sound—the hitching of your breath, your begging, the way you can barely keep yourself from shaking as he coaxes yet another orgasm out of you. He loves to praise you for it. "God, you're fucking beautiful," is something you hear often. It just never gets old.

D: Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Alucard loves when you allow him to bend you over whichever way he pleases. Loves how tiny and pliable you look underneath him, adjusting and propping your arms and legs as he sees fit. Just the sight of you like that, it's enough to push him over the edge.

So, you know he draws you—you are his muse after all. You've seen his sketches. But not the ones of your beautiful, naked body. Not even the tasteful pieces he draws as you sleep. Not the ones where, try as he might, he just can't replicate how utterly divine you look when he fucks you. He's a talented artist, but nothing tops the real thing.

E: Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Is he very experienced? No. Does he know what he's doing? Hell yes. His mother was a doctor and his father is a man of science. He lives in a castle full of resources. He has deep knowledge of biology—he's got the theory down pat. Sure, he fumbled a little the first few times, but he quickly learnt how you like to be pleased.

Besides, being a dhampir, Alucard is in tune with your body's responses to his ministrations. When you're intimate, he can practically feel your heart racing, dear. He knows when you're close, can tell when he's hitting it good, need I say more?

F: Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Mastery. He sits on the edge of the bed, feet flat on the floor to support you sitting on top of him with your legs bent on either side of him, your feet flat on the bed. This position allows you to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss. It lets you start off slow, very intimate—with you grinding against and riding him. Once you're a little tired (or he starts growing impatient), he simply grips your hips and pounds up into you until you're a screaming wreck. His grip on your hips and his feet securely planted on the floor allows him to rut into you fast. And the view? Fucking fantastic. He loves watching you come undone like this, seeing you throw your head back and expose your throat to him. Yes.

For a quick romp, you can't go wrong with doggy style. When you're in his study and you both get a little too distracted? He’ll bend you over his desk and have his way with you.

G: Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Oh, he's very serious about giving both of you a good time, alright. He might do something that makes you giggle, sure, but for the most part it's probably accidental and not his intention. Sex with Alucard can be intimate and sweet or downright animals humping in the undergrowth (👀), no in between. He's not here for the shits and giggles, darling.

H: Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It does match. Maybe not all the time completely bare, but he keeps himself neat and tidy. Do you see his luxurious hair? He takes care of himself down there too.

I: Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Alucard loves to see you and hear you. He's considerate and goes out of his way to find what works for you. So much so he probably has ruined you for anyone else. You'll never find a more receptive lover; it’s time to accept that.

When you make sweet love, he whispers sweet nothings against your skin. He peppers kisses all over you and makes you feel like the most gorgeous being on the planet. He's not afraid to voice his thoughts out loud too, praising you and urging you on.

J: Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

You remember those naughty sketches of you? Yep. He has used them a couple times while you were away. You're in his thoughts whenever he touches himself.

K: Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Edging. He not-so-secretly loves it when you beg. How are you to know how much more you can take? He'll just have to show you.

When you moan his name as you grip the sheets and quake beneath him? Yeah. He loves it, especially when you can barely even make out the words for “Adrian, please, please, please.”

When you take control and ride him like your life depends on it, it does something to his brain. You on top, taking control and looking absolutely beautiful as you do so... he could cum just from the thought of it.

There is a part of him that likes the thought of cumming deep inside you and breeding you. Maybe it's that loneliness that sometimes nags at him, maybe he yearns for a family, but he can't lie this feels utterly divine.

L: Location (favourite places to do the do)

The bed is cliche, but it works and is comfortable. Your kitchen counter, desk, against the wall or a tree, table, or out at some secluded clearing by the lake... Alucard is truly not that picky, as long as you're not out in the public for other eyes to see and you’re both comfortable.

M: Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your reactions and enthusiasm. Knowing you're into it just as much as he is.

When you sashay towards him, crooking your finger at him to beckon him closer? He's right there with you in a heartbeat.

When you wear his shirt and it swallows your smaller frame? It turns him on more than he lets on.

When you moan his name and gasp and writhe in pleasure. When you beg for him to take you harder, faster, and deeper. It just about short-circuits his brain.

N: No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Any form of bondage or restrictions to his movement. It brings up unnecessary trauma and makes him feel that he's not in control or safe. He is mostly a switch, sure, letting you take control and dominate too, but tying him up is just a no-go for him.

He won't transform into a wolf. It's practically bestiality, which he's not down for.

Somnophilia or any other act where consent can be dubious. He's just big on consent and trust, for obvious reasons.

O: Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves having absolute control over your pleasure, knowing it's him coaxing the sighs and moans and screams out of you. He enjoys how easily he can make you cum and drive you mad.

That said, he also loves watching you pleasure him, taking as much of his hard length as you can, especially whenever you greedily swallow his load.

P: Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It really depends. Sex can be whatever it needs to be in the moment. While he loves nothing more than to take his time and make sweet love to you, he also loves ravaging you and leaving you utterly spent. It's satisfying either way.

The usual case is he begins slowly and sensually, but by the end of it (and sometimes without warning), he's rutting into you like his life depends on it.

Q: Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He isn't above having a quickie if that is all time permits, but he would really much rather have his way with you properly!

R: Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Given that he's a dhampir, he knows exactly how to go unseen or unnoticed. It's likely his risk assessment is much more honed. You might think you're being risky, but he is well aware of the chances of you getting caught in the act.

As for experimenting—other than his hard reservations (the ones listed in N), he is game to experiment and try different things you may be curious about as long as you both feel safe and comfortable about them.

S: Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's a dhampir... need I say more? The chances of you exhausting him first is little. Sorry to burst your bubble. 😆 He's got stamina for days, honey.

T: Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Alucard is not above using toys to pleasure you. But what can a toy do that he can't do better? Hah. Chances are he will attempt to learn how it pleases you and try to replicate that with his own cock, mouth, and hands.

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be such a little tease. You know the way he banters. That snark and sass can sometimes make their way inside the bedroom too.

"What was that, darling?" he'd ask, as if his amazing sense of hearing wasn't enough to register your begging as he edges you for the nth time. "Tsk. Patience, my love..." he would even dare chide you!

Alucard also loves to glide his fangs over your skin, just enough to leave a faint mark but not enough to draw blood.

V: Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not shy to let you know he’s having a good time, but he’s also not overly loud. He gasps, moans, and curses, a tight-lipped “Fuck!” slipping out once in a while.

W: Wild card (a random headcanon)

He loves to praise you. His way of talking dirty is to let you know how good you feel around him. How ethereal you are, how perfect for him, how you taste so sweet.

He encourages you as he pushes you over the limit. “Yes, yes, darling, you can take it. Cum for me,” he would say. He’d place a kiss on your open mouth as you convulse around him as he rips yet another orgasm out of you. “My sweet darling,” he would groan, wiping the sweat off your brow. “How perfect you are. Good girl.” And just like that, he’s about to do it all over again. RIP. 😫

X: X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s active and it shows. He’s well built without being overly bulky. It suits him—muscular/toned yet elegant and lean.

He’s packing a just-about-above average penis, but nothing you cannot handle. The man’s over six foot, it just fits.

Y: Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Alucard is the type to yearn and pine, so set the volume level up cause he cannot get enough of you. Enough said.

Z: Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sometimes you drift off to sleep together, but you usually fall asleep first.

He’s a night owl. He’d take you in his arms and stroke your hair as you sleep, admiring the way you glow under the moonlight, and wonder how he got so lucky to have found you. 🤍🌙

[alucarddear]

Modern!Alucard on a coffee date with you:

He is the epitome of a ✨gentleman✨—he 100% picked you up and will drop you off after. He will open and close doors for you, pass you what you need, help you to your seat. It’s second-nature. You know he’s not even trying.

Will pay attention to your preferences. He will note how you take your coffee or tea. Don’t be surprised if once he takes you home, he makes you your drink the way he observed you liked it that one time you went to the cafe.

He will pay. Not that coffee is expensive, but he’s most likely old-money rich so it doesn’t even matter where you both decide to go for your date. He won’t even blink. However, he will respect your wish to contribute if you insisted and go 50-50 with you.

He will not ever touch you inappropriately, but his eyes will tell you that you’re desired. Despite that, he gives off this feeling that you’re completely safe with him and his intentions are pure.

Sometimes, you catch him flush a little. You know he’s a bit embarrassed when he tucks a piece of hair behind his ear like a nervous tic. It’s so cute how much he crushes on you so discreetly.

He’s all lovely smiles and crinkly eyes. He will laugh at your jokes and be generous with his attention. You know he’s interested in you because he listens and asks questions. He shows genuine curiosity about your interests. Conversation flows smoothly.

Before you know it, you’ve already gone through a cup or two and you’ve spent many hours in the cafe just talking and talking and talking. Time flies with great company. 🤍

another coffee date

[alucarddear]

Alucard’s fangs* 👀

Nobody asked for this, but my brain needed to spit this out. Enjoy! [Alucard x You]

P.S. heads into the NSFW* zone.

Sometimes, Alucard catches you staring at his teeth. The first time you told him you liked his fangs, he blushed.

You find it adorable the way they’d peek out whenever he’d talk or smile or laugh or kiss.

The way they’d extend when he’d hiss or when he feels threatened (usually when protecting you)… you get reminded just how dangerous your lover truly is. How those fangs can kill and maim. The thought sends shivers down your spine, like you almost can’t believe they weren’t made just for kissing you.

As much as you like his fangs though, Alucard has a habit of trying to hide them when speaking—so much so he sometimes sounds like he’s murmuring.

When he smirks at you, one side of his mouth showing off a fang… you know he knows exactly what he’s doing to you. This man knows how to use them for good. 😏

When he tears open packages, letters, your underwear, with his teeth. 👀

The way goosebumps would pepper your skin whenever he’d graze it with his fangs. The anticipation and danger of knowing he can just bite into you and suck you dry, yet knowing he wouldn’t—that you’re safe—adds to the heat of the moment.

His open-mouthed kisses on your thighs.

When he sucks on your fingertips, grazing them ever so faintly…

When you ride him and he throws his head back with a plea, panting with his mouth half open, those wretched fangs making you want to kiss him so urgently.

You love the way he kisses your lips so softly, gently, as if afraid of accidentally hurting you. And the way it contrasts with those desperate nights when your lips lock with barely any care for drawing blood.

The way he licks at your lips, languidly lapping at little droplets of blood, murmuring his sincere apologies against your mouth. “You taste so sweet, my darling.”

[alucarddear]

the baker imagine is so cute! she always has something baked for him and leaves her shop open a little longer, hoping that he shows up (and pretending her heart doesn't skip a beat when she sees him at the door)

Fine, fine, fine. You guys have coaxed it out of me. Here’s how I picture the baker imagine starts. 🤭

Sugar and spice (Alucard x F!Baker)

She’s the new baker in town. Adrian’s early morning walks has never been the same since her arrival.

Where his mornings used to be marked only by the calming sounds of nature (birds twittering and fluttering about, animals scampering away in bushes, the gentle streaming of his favourite river), nowadays he is enveloped by wafts of spicy cinnamon and sweet syrups that hang in the air for hours on end.

Before long, the sight and sweet scent of the new baker girl becomes just as familiar as his forest trees and animals.

Whenever he passes by her stall in the market, he cannot help but sniff the air. She herself always seems to carry the scent of cinnamon, honey, and vanilla made complex by the gentlest wisp of smoke. She smells to him exactly like one of her pastries on the stand. Delectable.

“Try our new special, Cherry-filled Sticky Buns!” she calls out one day—maybe to nobody in particular, but he stops in his tracks all the same as if she had picked him out from the crowd and called him by name.

One bite and he’s hooked. What’s wrong with me? he admonishes himself. I’m not even fond of sweets… and yet he’s back at it again the next day.

Soon, she starts closing her shop juuust a little later than the usual. Just right after he stops by. Somehow, it just doesn’t feel right to close before her favourite customer gets his pastries for the day. She always throws in a little extra too and tells herself it’s the reason for his frequent visits.

Of course, it couldn’t be farther from the truth. Unbeknownst to her, he was enamoured of her completely. Adrian knows infatuation when he sees it by now. It’s sudden and irrational, so why fight it?

He’s there as soon as she opens the very next day.

[alucarddear]

Oh I have a short doable one!

Ways he would show love to his significant other without using the words “I love you”

Ways Alucard shows you that he loves you without words…

Alucard dear is the epitome of service as a love language and actions speak louder than words. He would massage you when you’re exhausted. He lightens up your load when he notices you’re busy and you don’t even have to ask! Brush your hair after your bath… Read to you when you can’t sleep… Really, you name it—if it’ll help you, he will be willing to take on any burden.

He’d surprise you with breakfasts in bed, picnics, and candlelit dinners from time to time—just to remind you that you’re special. You blushed so hard when Sypha pointed out how spoilt you are by your dhampir! It’s so Adrian you didn’t even realise.

He trains you in sword-fighting. He doesn’t say it, but you know it’s because he doesn’t want to ever lose you. If he can’t be there to protect you, he will make damn sure you’re capable of handling a night creature or a bandit or two.

Whenever he hears of you—any mention at all of your name, he cannot fight the smile that tugs up the corners of his lips.

The way he speaks so highly of you, whether you’re around to hear it or not.

He knows how you take your tea, the way you like to fold your clothes… your little quirks and peculiarities. It’s the little things that he takes note of that makes you realise how giving and warm he is to you. He compromises and puts you first in most situations and it never fails to warm your heart. You’d do the same for him, of course. It’s hard not to for such a lovely man.

His warm embraces, and his soft caressing of your hair… how he longs to be by your side always. Neither of you have to speak to know how one another feels.

The way you can feel his stare from across the room. He could pick you out of an entire crowd easily.

He worries! You know he cares the way he worries over your health, where you’ve been, why you have this or that bruise, etc.

The way he rests his hand on your thigh or wraps his arm around your waist as if to say you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine.

[mairablue]

So Much Fanfiction

You have so, so much fanfiction, either because you're so shippable, or because you're hot. Maybe both. Probably both. You definitely flirt with everyone, either way. Tumblr and Twitter love you and showers you with queer headcanons. Reddit keeps a safe distance.

Wow, that was unexpected. 😄

Tagging: @fang-and-feather @foxgrrl

@fizzyxcustard @alucarddear

And everyone else who wants to join. 💙💛

So I yoinked this from @lizofalltrades post, coz I wasn't tagged but wanted to play, soooo

NEW CHALLANGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

I'll go first (for this thread)

The Weird One

You're the weird one, the one that half of tumblr babygirls and all of twitter is slightly scared of. You're probably autism-coded, and you probably also know some vital information that you shouldn't, for some reason.

I (no pressure) tag @taelonsamada, @andr0leda, @glassbearclock, @thatlesbeanjew, @pearl-kite, @ejunkiet, @dominimoonbeam, @strawberrychrome, and anyone else who wants to play. Go NUTS

[alucarddear]

how do you think Alucard would flirt with someone? all respect to my mans but i'm stuck between thinking he's suave as all hell or that any success in flirting has to be an accident lol

💀 I’m dying. You really are killing me. 😭 I felt this to my core and I have to agree...

But let’s think on it a little. Give him some chance. 😆

How Alucard flirts:

[She/her]

If they’re not in a relationship yet, any flirting is accidental. Truly an act of god. 🤡🤡🤡

He can be downright adorable when he’s terribly in love. He leans close, wanting to be in her space—drawn, magnetised. He may not even realise it. He “flirts” like a bumbling fool. It’s adorable. However, if they were close/platonic friends first, he’s probably a bit playful about it and would banter!

He may accidentally tell her that she looks or smells good, and then fumble hard once he realises what he’s said lol. He also gives himself away by giving her little gifts (often thoughtful ones!) that he then has to make up excuses for.

It’s 💯 her who eventually tells him she returns his feelings, if he doesn’t just kiss her first out of nowhere, that is… All those pent up feelings will eventually make their way out.

However!!! Once it’s mutual, he’s suave as can be, cause by then he’s reassured. He knows he’s wanted and loved. His advances are confident. He becomes a smooth talker and makes her swoon. He will use all the pet names in the world and doesn’t skimp on compliments or loving caresses, sometimes possessive touches.

He dotes on his beloved and lavishes her with attention. Even a look from him can send her gulping in anticipation. 👀

He has her blushing, wondering what’s happened to the sweet, seemingly innocent man she’d met before. :p He can get very naughty. He’s either whispering sweet nothings to her or downright sins. No in between.

Best of all… to everyone else, he’s Alucard, but to her? He is her Adrian. Completely open and utterly himself around her. Contrary to popular belief, he is warm as the hearth. He is fire. Sunlight. He is not the cold spot in the room to his beloved. 🤍

[alucarddear]

headcanon about Adrian helping nursing his s/o back to health? i just had a major surgery and when i tell you i feel like shit😅

HCs about Alucard nursing you back to health after a serious accident… 🤍🦇 [You x Alucard]

This request is new, but I bumped it to wish you well. I hope you heal soon, anon. Have fun reading this for the mean time.

You find yourself being sternly lectured by Alucard over your own health. How you ought to stop being reckless; how, need he remind you that you’re human and not as sturdy as he is?!

It might have agitated you to be scolded like a careless child, but seeing the way his face is grimacing as if feeling your own pain, how could you stay upset? This man loves you so much he is livid at any possibility of you getting hurt, or worse.

And the way he’s clutching you to him so tightly with his trembling hands; the clumsy way he nervously checks your injury; the worry in his eyes; the twitching of his fingers against your skin; the wavering of his voice as he speaks to you to confirm that you’re alright—

He truly cares about you. If you didn’t know before, you certainly know now.

The slightest groan escapes your lips and this man comes running. “What is it? Are you in pain? What’s wrong, darling?” He will get you anything if it would make you feel better.

Gentle, gentle, gentle. He’s so careful around you it’s ridiculous. “I’m not going to break, you know,” you have to remind him sometimes.

Healthy food and lots of water. Alucard seems to magically appear with a tray of delicious yet nutritious food every couple hours. You’re so spoilt!

10/10 he will never leave your side until you’re fully healed. Lucky you, he’s got more than basic medical skills, thanks to his mother.

One day, as he’s applying a soothing balm over your healing injury, he proudly begins telling you past stories of him helping his mother at her clinic. He has on such a lovely, jovial smile that you cannot help yourself. “Thank you, my doctor,” you whisper, cupping his cheek. He blushes so hard it becomes your new nickname for him. 🤍

[alucarddear]

Hello!! Could you consider doing an Alucard x plus size reader fic!! Whatever you want, but no smut plss!! Thank you! 💖

Have some sfw plus-size [You x Alucard] headcanons!

He’s beyond the superficial.

Alucard doesn’t really care for the most part how you look so long as he loves your personality and values, and you can meet halfway in engaging conversations. No matter what size, shape, colour, etc. you are, he can and will love you just the same.

He adores spooning and being spooned by you. He could curl up in bed and cuddle all day. “I love how soft you feel in my arms,” he would tell you.

He would mumble little anecdotes from years past as he rests his head on your shoulder, smiling in content. It always fascinates you to hear about his life before you’d met, and he adores the focused look on your face as you listen.

Whenever you get all dolled up compared to the usual, he makes sure you know he appreciates the effort. He would gasp a little, then eye you up and down with satisfaction on his smug face. “That’s my one.” Beautiful.

He adores every single thing about you, including the flaws you think you see in you. Whenever you mention anything at all about yourself that you’re insecure about or dissatisfied by? It genuinely confuses him.

He holds you in his warm embrace and reassures you with such solemn conviction that it would feel rather silly to ever even question it.

“I love all of you, sweetheart. You are everything I could ever want,” he would say. “I could never ask for more.”

Bonus point: you would fit the time period’s ideal body type… but I didn’t want to make this entire post invalid. 😆

[demigoddessqueens]

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[alucarddear]

what kind of selfies/photos would modern!Alucard take? i feel like he'd known how to take a good selfie😼

Calling on all the talented artists out there to make this fanart happen! 🤧

[Modern!Alucard] Sunshine Prince taking selfies. This one’s lighthearted. I’m just having a laugh. Look at this thing I made a while back:

Aluselfies, if you will. 🫣

He probably doesn’t know how to take a good selfie. His selfies just look good because he looks good, periodt. He’s our resident pretty boy.

Angles? What angles? He doesn’t need them. His hair’s silky, brows on fleek, skin hydrated. He looks good in every angle, it’s infuriating.

Probably the type to actually click on “Take a photo now” instead of selecting one from the camera roll. He’s that gorgeous and unbothered.

Almost always the prettiest one in a group photo. 🤭

Doesn’t even try. He just takes em and they could be on Vogue.

His hair… his hair is luscious, softer, somehow even silkier on camera.

Doesn’t use filters, unless it’s for a laugh. (Really, he avoids them or he gets sucked into those fun ones and lose sleep sniggering over them!)

If he had IG, it’ll likely contain more photos of nature and books and things than himself. But whenever he posts an occasional selfie or two, it’s over for his followers.

100% gets approached and scouted by talent agencies when he’s just out doing normal “human being things” like buying coffee (on a bad hair day to boot! Life’s that unfair for the rest of us mortals…)

[alucarddear]

(she/her 🕸️)

As to my prior question -but on a less angsty note haha-, if Alucard were to be with his parents again after everything went down and they cleared the air after meeting (or if you want to go off your prior answer to the last similar question) what do you think would be he his favorite thing to do with his parents?

In my opinion, i’d think he’d love catching up with Lisa on her studies in science and idk why I see them planting and gardening together haha. Ooh maybe Alucard would teach her the recipes he’d come across when she was gone all those years!

With Dracula, I think they’d drink wine together in silence or maybe have conversation. Idk why I can also see them reading in the same room close together as a bonding moment. I have no idea if this is canon or not but I’ve seen fanart of Dracula painting and being good at it, maybe he paints with Alucard 😭

How Alucard bonds with his parents!

Vlad

Academics! I can see them spending time in Vlad’s study, furthering their knowledge of various subjects. Perhaps conducting experiments, doing researches—some of them for Lisa’s clinic.

They would cook. Adrian gets his interesting recipes from Vlad. He knows recipes from all around the world and has amassed quite the impressive collection at the library. Adrian does most of it though… but their conversations throughout is something to treasure.

Sparring. Vlad definitely teaches his son a thing or two about survival and fighting techniques from time to time.

Travelling. Can you imagine? Father-son duo travelling around the world to witness different cultures, hear different music, try different food, and meet different people? Lisa sometimes joins, but she’s too tethered to their village that she often stays behind. She has a clinic to run!

Music. I bet Vlad has an impressive collection of various instruments and musical paraphernalia.

On quiet and cold nights, their small family might huddle up by the fireplace (more for Lisa’s comfort than anything). Vlad tells them stories from ages past. Things he’d witnessed, where he’d gone. His stories always fascinate Lisa and Adrian. Vlad is a natural story-teller, if only people got close enough to know.

Lisa

They’d do gardening together and plant herbal medicine and easy-to-grow vegetables. He enjoys watering them too, and would occasionally help her pick fruits from the orchard. He carries the basket for his mother, the sweet son that he is.

They’d enjoy peacefully fishing out in the nearby lake in ungodly hours. They’re both morning people. Vlad, of course, is out cold during these hours lol. They’d talk about anything and everything.

I’m convinced Adrian sometimes helps out at his mother’s clinic. He gets to meet various people and learn about humanity. He also furthers his medical education this way.

Adrian likes to help his mother with her house chores or errands in general. He will help her with most things if he can. He’s a mama’s boy and enjoys her presence. Besides, he’s very proud that Lisa has found her life’s purpose and if helping her out from time to time will help her with her work, he’s much obliged.

Shopping is always fun. They’d go to the town centre and go through Lisa’s shopping list, visiting their usual vendors and trying out different ones. Adrian doesn’t know much about haggling, but Lisa sure is an expert!

Riding! They ride together from time to time. Lisa is a human so she cannot just turn into a wolf or mist or fly/float to places, so… riding horses is a must. Adrian doesn’t mind joining her (but really, sometimes he just wants to escort her to protect her).

[alucarddear]

First off, hi, I love you😋

We know how Adrian would stings his heart seeing reader cry, but what if you are a crybaby nonstop? Anything and ANYTHING can make you cry, from feeling guilty something little and not important went bad, or just feeling bad Adrian had been lonely before meeting reader. He probable was in panic for the first time but now he just attends you like a giant teddy bear to make you calm down, but he always worries about you!

K, that's it, bye, i love you x2😋

Alucard with an absolute crybaby of an s/o.

Love you too, dear reader! Hope you enjoy these. 🤍 [they/them]

At first, Alucard would probably be taken aback, thinking he’d hurt his darling’s feelings that badly they’d started crying. But as time went on, he just learnt that his beloved is just, well, a crybaby. 😆 He’s been rather calm about it since then.

Now, whenever they cry over something, it still tugs at his heartstrings—he could never turn a blind eye to any negative emotions they’re feeling… but he doesn’t find himself at a loss anymore.

He’s got the moves™️ down pat. He will gently shush them til they’re calm again, never pressuring them to stop crying—only ever offering his shoulder for s/o to lean on. He is s/o’s pillar.

“I’m here for you, my love. Let it all out,” he would tell them. “You’re much too kind for this world,” he would say with a voice so soft as he grazes the back of his hand against their cheek to wipe away their tears.

Sometimes he feels as though he must protect his beloved from the cruel world, but he recognises that they must also learn a little stoicism—if only to be stronger for it.

So eventually, he dotes on them a little less when they cry. Instead of immediately spoiling them like he used to, he patiently listens but also offers them logical suggestions and fixes to their problems (he asks if they want advice first, of course!) in explicit hopes that they will harden a little for their own good.

[mairablue]

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[alucarddear]

What do you think turn-ons and turn-offs would be for our pretty vampire boy

Alucard’s kinks*

[You] *CW: contains sexual themes, namely turn-ons and turn-offs. It gets specific.

Note: Ooh! Listen, I love this. I feel like our Sunshine Prince might’ve been a full-on Sub if the Taka+Sumi incident didn’t happen. I HC him to be a switch because of the need for some semblance of control!

Subject me to your thoughts and violent reactions. 😪

Turn-offs

He’s not a big fan of an overly potty mouth, in general. You can cuss here and there, but every time you speak is just too much. Please, have some class.

If you’re overly flirty with everyone, that’s also a no because he is a monogamous lover. He wants you all to himself and likewise, he gives his all to you. Being overly flirty with everyone can make him feel like he’s not special to you after all.

He will never fall for someone who is unkind or sadistic in any way at all. He will not even pay you any attention. That also goes for someone shallow who only likes him for his looks or status.

Bondage. Yes, you saw that coming, didn’t you? Anything that restricts his movement, he’s uncomfortable with for obvious traumatic reasons.

Facials. He’s not all about cumming on your face. He’d rather stuff himself deep inside you instead. He’s not one for degradation of any sort and doesn’t feel the need to do that to you. He gulps on that respect juice. However, he doesn’t mind cumming elsewhere—butt, stomach, etc.

Turn-ons:

Intelligence. If you’re well-spoken and your thoughts are logical and you’re not afraid to speak your mind, he might just fall in love with you. He wants someone who won’t shy away from discussions, but can remain respectful about it. Someone creative and intellectual who can match his energy.

He’s putty in your hands if you are caring and understanding yet also capable of being headstrong; someone with both conviction and compassion is someone he can admire.

When you wear his shirt and it looks like a dress on you cause his frame is much larger—the way it’s falling off your shoulder, the V-neck cut of it so deep on you that he gets a good view… It makes him want to take you then and there.

Hair-pulling, back-scratching, those little things you do that gives him a tiny bit of pain that’s also pleasurable. When you show him how much you’re letting go when you fuck.

A partner who fully trusts him, fully submits to him. He finds it so hot when you let him do as he pleases, when you show him how much you want him. When you let him roughly bend you over his desk and fuck you from behind, the wet slapping sounds echoing throughout the castle. But at the same time, when you take control and dominate him, when you ride him til he’s quaking and your legs start shaking, that’s just as hot.

To some smaller degree—breeding kink. Adrian isn’t sure if this is a vampire trait, like some sort of natural hunger to procreate, but… the thought of pushing himself balls-deep in you so he can cum deep inside you turns him on more than he lets on. Especially when you clench around him tightly and milk him for all he’s got as he’s cumming. The thought of putting babies in you, you carrying his offsprings… that’s hot. Needless to say, he is also crazy for a good creampie. 😌

When you moan his name… Honey, it’s over for you and him both.

[alucarddear]

any headcanons on Alucard being touchstarved?

Note: 💯 See this happening during lonely Alucard szn.

Orphaned young, with no other family to boot, Alucard should have gotten used to a solitary life. Yet for a brief time, he’d experienced banter and conversations—friendship—with Sypha and Trevor.

So when the couple left to pursue a life together, he was hit by devastating loneliness. By the realisation that he didn’t have what they had. That he wanted it. So much so he’d found himself fashioning dolls in their likeness, talking to himself—to his only friends’ doll counterparts—as he ate in his cold and large dining hall.

After them, his companions were Taka and Sumi, who, in their own isolation, had been blinded by mistrust. It didn’t last long.

He told himself then that he was done with humans. That he would sleep in his coffin for a century and forget about his desire to hear voices again in his castle, the touch of warm hands or soft smiles or quiet laughter. That he needed to be by himself for a long while. That time will make him forget any yearning, any desire for connection, even if it took a hundred years.

He told himself that he will one day emerge again—stronger, renewed, with a disdain for touch rather than a sick longing for it. Invincible.

But she shows up in his life in the most unexpected way and turns it upside down—ruining his plans, reigniting his thirst. Yet another human, yet another wretched temptation. And he, like the starved fool that he is, snatches the dangling prize and lets her in. Opening, yet again, the possibility of hurt.

But he wants it so bad. Companionship. To have conversations. To feel warmth. To be held by someone who loves him, be loved. To not only hear of it, but experience it too. It outweighs whatever modicum of self-preservation he has in him.

They eventually fall in love, and he is happy again, but so afraid.

With her around, he creates little excuses to touch the skin of her hands as if she might disappear any minute now. To softly and slowly graze his knuckles against her cheek as she sleeps on his lap. He never wants to be without her.

Sometimes when his fear gets bad, he acts as if every moment is the last he gets to spend with her. As if reminding himself that he is no longer alone, he prolongs her every hug, squeezing her tight, and savours her every kiss—keeping her wrapped up in his arms, safe and sound.

Quick pecks, a hand on her waist as they stroll outside, cuddles in the cold, dark nights, and he is happy.

He loves to run his fingers through her hair, to have her kiss his cheeks good night. As long as she is there to receive his embrace when he reaches his arms out in his sleep, then all is well again. He is content.

He does things like nuzzle his face against hers, draw little figures and shapes onto the skin of her stomach, cuddle with as little clothing as possible—his touch light as a feather. Just that skin-on-skin contact he craves for. And when he holds her, he holds her in his arms as if she’s the most precious thing in the world.

She—who came into his life at his lowest like a beacon of light—is cherished, celebrated, protected and loved by him for as long as she would be willing to have him.

“Undeserving as I am,” he tells her once, a sad smile on his face. “Thank you for loving me.”