#anyway Dracula crushes on every Belmont he meets

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Dracula: New resurrection, new me. I will not fall for the first attractive boy I see this ti

Simon: Hey.

Dracula: Ah, fuck.

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You mentioned Castlevania, so: Trevor Belmont for the headcanon meme?

Buddyyou have answered the call and here are some headcanons about thisdisaster for this headcanon meme.  Disclaimer that I know NOTHINGabout the games and this is 100% based on the show.  Also, welcome to Latin Hour.

A: what I think realistically

Here are a set of three related headcanonsthat are my ride-or-die Opinions about this show.

First of all, the Belmont family wasquite sizable—Belmont family proper, I’m sure there are any number ofillegitimate children and/or other branches scattered around Europe.  They were close, most of the family living onthe hereditary estate with the exception of the transient full-time hunters,but tough love was very much the word of the day.  It had to be, given their family duty and thesheer death rate.  Technically theBelmont family motto is Numquam Retro,arched over the ancient family crest. But for as long as Trevor can remember, the real family motto has beenthis: no matter how good a Belmont is, there is always something just thatlittle bit better.  Aut cum scuto aut in scuto, reads the legend over the family mausoleum,either with shield or on shield, andit is much truer.  Belmonts come homevictorious, or they don’t come home.

Second of all, Trevor was the crowningjewel of the Belmont family—a talented warrior from a young age, well-versed inthe bestiary, and devoted, sodevoted, to the ideal.  No one becomes asbitterly disillusioned as Trevor without having a long, long fall to get there.

Third of all, the Belmont family tooktheir excommunication as they had taken every attempt to stop them from servingtheir duty: with stoic, stubborn disregard. They received the Bull informing them of their banishment and repliedwith a politely immovable “thank you but we’re rather too busy to be excommunicatedright now.”  The Catholic Churchresponded as was highly typical in the 1400’s.

Trevor was returning from an utterlymundane errand into town, seeking some small gift for his baby sister’s firstkill, when he saw the smoke start to climb. He reached the estate just in time to watch the fire bring the roof downand cut the screaming short.

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

For the first little while of theirjourney, Sypha and Alucard are relatively sure that their third member is themuscle, the street-smarts, to their formal education.

Then Trevor busts out some fluent Latinto translate a book and adds a snide insult for good measure, o salvator somnelente mi.

They are both dumbfounded, and Trevor rolls his eyes at them.

“The Belmonts weren’t just a bunch ofcountry drunks,” he points out, and tosses the book carelessly at Alucard.  “We were scholars too.  Carry that, would you?”

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

The three of them have been on the move,hunting for Dracula’s castle, for a full month and a half when Alucard findsTrevor sitting on watch outside the ransacked farmhouse they’ve claimed asshelter from the weather.  Normally, evenif he’s drinking or on watch or distracted, Alucard struggles to get the dropon Trevor, which is far more of a statement about Belmont House’s skill thanAlucard suspects even Trevor himself realizes. This time, Trevor jolts, even though Alucard takes care to make noise soas not to alarm Sypha.

“Belmont?” Alucard asks, crouching downto be on eye level with him.  “Are youall right?”

Trevor doesn’t respond—in all honesty, seemsto barely hear the question.  “I had ababy sister,” Trevor says distantly.  “Oldertwins, too, but my baby sister—she just killed her first werewolf about a yearand a week ago.  I got back just in timefor the celebration.”

Alucard sits down beside him,cautious.  “That is quite anachievement.  How old was she?”

“Fourteen.”  Trevor blinks, takes a deep breath and letsit out, studies the moon with uncommon concentration.  “She burned, a year ago, with my brother, andmy elder sister, and my parents, my cousins…”

“Ah,” Alucard says quietly, and does themath.  “Your family must have been quitelarge.”

“Forty of us,” Trevor confirms.  “And every single one of them died in thatfire.”  

Alucard nods, and tucks his knees up sothat he can wrap his arms around them, and they sit there in the quiet for awhile.  If there’s a trace of moisturebeading on Trevor’s lashes, neither of them mention it.

“I cannot imagine what it feels like,”Alucard says at last, barely a whisper, “to lose so many loved ones to thefire.”

“No,” Trevor confirms.  “But you have a better idea than most.”

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon isshit so I believe it anyway

There’s not really enough canon to make a judgement one way or another, but.

I really fiercely want the moreintelligent demons—it’s clear that some, if not all, of the Night Horde arehuman-level intelligent—to start to…remember. Once upon a time the House of Belmont was the most feared force in Hell,the levee that held back the tide of the supernatural from washing over themajority of the populace.  Now the leveehas been broken (burned) and the tidal wave is rushing in and the demons arerunning free—

And some of them, meeting astubborn-jawed man with alcohol on his lips and the ancient crest on his chest,think twice.

Thinking twice is, more often than not,the last thing they do on this plane of existence, before the silver of Alucard’ssword or Sypha’s power strikes them down, or before the last son of the Houseof Belmont lashes out with whip and blade and holy water.

Those that escape spread the word:despite the Church’s best efforts, there is still a Belmont abroad in the land,and he has allies, and he is doing hisfamily proud.

Strange, perhaps, that the last Belmontwould be flattered by the rumors of a demon horde.