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AGATHA OUR MOTHER /ᐠ。‸。ᐟ\
#dragatha #dracula #agatha #agathavanhelsing #dracula2020 #dollywells #claesbang #fanart #draculafanart
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hello there…
#dracula #dracula2020 #claesbang #bbcdracula
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The dragatha/ Dracula content seems to be running dry so I'm sharing a wonderful memory. What an iconic moment this was 😊 dragatha forever ❤️ #dragatha #dracula2020 #agathavanhelsing
Dracula (2020)
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Daddiest of all daddies. Sigh!
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Dracula (2020) scene study
Wanted to draw him so badly, but it didn't turned out so good. But since I spent many hours on it, i thought I’ll share with you guys a detail I like 🧛♂️ TW: blood flowing from mouth
#gore#dracula 2020#dracula my beloved#dracula2020#bbc dracula#Vampire#study art#my art stuff#procreate#Detail#detailart#fanart#vampires#vampire art#vampire content
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distorted lullabies [chapter I]
Word count: 2,134 Warnings: none but please keep in mind this story will eventually delve into mature themes so go away if you’re not 18+ Pairing: Dracula x female reader
I’ll try posting a chapter per week. Any constructive criticism and feedback is very welcome (really, english is not my first language so I’ll take any help I can get). I’m waiting for ao3 to e-mail me an invitation so I can post it there, too.
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He heard her footsteps long before she knocked on his door.
He stood sat on his armchair with a book on his lap, waiting. A loud song reached his ears, making him tilt his head. Hm. Interesting how humans could go around now with a tiny appliance that played music directly in their ears. The gramophone had lost its appeal and the wealth associated with it. Now everybody on the street carried one of those metal and glass slabs with strings attached to it, bobbing their head to their song of choice.
She was humming along with the song as she walked down the corridor to his building. Shifting in his seat, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A hint of perfume, coffee, strawberries and honey. Curious. Not a scent of her blood yet.
The clicking heels stopped as she paused the music and he rose. He took his time on the way to the door so she could adjust her belongings. Another deep intake of breath and he came to a halt, a sigh escaping his lips.
Oh, intoxicating.
He found that this new era had brought exquisite new flavours to his taste, but this one… ah, she was a mix of old european blood, found only in the hidden depths of the Carpathian Forest, and the lovely nuance of modernity. That old saying, you are what you eat applied to her as well. Whatever she was in habit of eating or drinking heavily influenced her scent. A nice, well preserved and safely kept bottle of wine, just for him. It quickly overpowered all the other scents surrounding her.
Knock, knock.
Throwing his head back to try and regain his composure, he opened the door. The door handle dented beneath his hand upon laying eyes on her. He expected her to pretty but he was met with far more than that.
“Yes?”, was all he could manage.
“I’m Y/N L/N,” she said as if it were explanatory. He stared at her blankly. “Renfield sent me, I’m from the lawyer firm? I brought you some documents to review.”
“Oh, yes, of course,” he stepped aside, opening one arm to invite her in and putting a smile on display.
She peered at him from the corner of her eyes as she passed him, quickening her pace as he took another whiff. He would have to be more cautious so as to not scare her away. But if she did flee that would only make him chase her and he would drink her down too quickly, without any appreciation whatsoever. And what a crime that would be.
“I brought you a cell phone, as well. Renfield mentioned you were stripped of yours when you were taken to the Foundation.” She placed her bag on a chair and her briefcase on top of large center table of his flat. She had her back to him, giving an opportunity to analyse her.
The tight clothes and missing fabric was still something he had to get accustomed with but he wasn’t complaining. If anything, he quite liked the fashion of this century.
The fact that he could see her stockings was outrageous, black with a seam running down the center of her legs. In his time, she would have been lynched for having her undergarments on display like that. The black high heels were a nice touch. And then the tight pencil skirt outlining her curves… It left just enough for his imagination.
She turned around to see him standing there like a statue, the door still open. Ah, pity. How unfortunate that those shirts were still in fashion. He couldn’t recall the name humans gave it in this era and suddenly he hated it. The collar covered her neck entirely. In fact, now that he realized it the only skin showing on her body was on her face and hands.
“Count? Are you alright?”
“Perfectly fine, my darling,” he replied, closing the door at last and swallowing down the saliva that had welled up in his mouth. He strode over to her, placing his hands on the chair closest to her. “I apologise for my manners. It has been awhile since I had a guest over, you must think me a terrible host. Please, take a seat. Unfortunately I have only water and wine to offer you.”
She looked derisively to the chair offered to her. Her lips fought a smile and he encouraged it by smiling in return, but, no, she refused to give it to him.
“Renfield was right,” she whispered under her breath but he caught it. Louder, she said “Thank you but I’ll stand. I’m in a hurry today. Don’t you worry about me,” she extended a white box with a picture of that metal slab on the front. A cell phone, she had said. “Here you go, there’s already a simcard in it, your new number is written in the back. I’ve taken the liberty to set it up for you. I placed Renfield’s number on speed dial should you need it, he’s registered as 6. You do know how to handle one of these, right?”
“I catch on fairly fast,” opening the box and retrieving the phone. “And if I need to contact you?”
“You have no need to contact me. I’m simply running an errand for my boss,” she stated dryly, averting her eyes. “Here, if you could sign these for me to release the rest of your assets,” a pen was offered to him. He plucked it from her small fingers automatically.
It was not often that he met someone that resisted his charms. He could count on one hand, in fact. The Van Helsings, Johnny and now her. At the very least Agatha and Zoe held some interest in him and Johnny had made himself a hero waging vengeance against him - especially now with the Jonathan Harker Foundation.
But not her. Not one sliver of interest.
“Are you signing them or should I come back another da- evening?” she corrected herself, one hand on her hip and another raising to push her hair back. He caught a glimpse of the skin beneath her ear, paler than the rest of her.
He took his time signing each of the documents. When he was done, he gathered the papers in his hands, holding them flush against his chest so she wouldn’t get them and leave. She bit the insides of her cheeks, meeting his eyes with clear annoyance on them. Oh, fiesty. She was an impatient one. Maybe he had caught her on a bad day but he had a feeling she was always like this. He could not stop his smirk, which only made her heart beat faster in anger.
“And if I want to contact you? I promise you I will make it worth your while.”
“I don’t do dates with clients.”
“I’m not your client.”
That made her scoff.
“Right. You’re Renfield’s,” her eyes traveled up and down him, granting him a little satisfaction. “Still, I don’t do dates.”
“What if it’s not a date? I am new to London and I would appreciate if someone could show me the sights.”
“I’m not a tour guide,” she replied, her expression hardening.
“No, you’re a lawyer.”
“I’m well aware. Can I have those back?”, one hand out to him with a raised eyebrow.
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
Both of her hands went on her hips and she huffed, trying to make herself bigger as if she was demanding respect. The movement made her breasts press through her shirt, giving him a delightful sight. She grabbed her purse, swung it over her shoulder and proceeded to close her briefcase.
“Fine. Keep them. I’m late to an appointment at court. I’m sure Renfield can send someone else to get those papers. In the meanwhile, enjoy life without all your money.”
“How insolent of you,” he shot back but he was smiling. He doubted she would address him like that if she knew just what he was.
“Yes I am. I don’t have time for games.”
“This is isn’t a game.”
“Isn’t it? I see right through you. God, and you must think you’re so innovative with all the european sophistication. I bet you’re used to having women throwing themselves at you as soon as you mention you’re a Count.”
“Usually, I don’t have to mention it at all, in fact,” he intervened. She was about to continue but he carried on. “What was Renfield right about?”
Her eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. He cocked an eyebrow, shaking the papers as if to say he would give them to her if she answered.
“That you are not from here and that you are old fashioned.”
Listening attentively to her heart and how it skipped a beat, he shook his head to the sides.
“That’s not all. What else?”
“He said that you would try and gain my affections.”
The Count offered her the papers.
“Perhaps I ought to change lawyers. He clearly speaks more about his own clients than he should. Would you be available?”
And with that she chuckled. Ah, so the façade could be broken… at least for a second.
“I’m afraid I have a long list of clients at the moment, Count Dracula. If you commit a serious offense you may call on me to represent you,” she took the papers, her fingers briefly brushing against his cold skin. Her eyebrows furrowed but she was quick to conceal her startlement at his temperature.
She was walking to the door as she stuffed the papers inside her bag and he accompanied her.
“I might just murder someone to take you up on your offer,” he said from behind her, in a tone much more serious than he intended. Still, she laughed at that, the sound ringing through the room.
He courteously opened the door for her and she turned on her heels, extending a hand for him.
“I apologise for being rude before but I will not apologise for setting boundaries. I hope you understand that, Count. And if you do decide to murder someone make sure to hide the evidence so it will be a good case for us.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
He grinned at her and she smiled back but without the warmth he presented her. A large hand slipped into hers and she shuddered. Gazing down unto her eyes he shook her hand which made her smile grow more confident. She had started to loosen her grip but he held her firmly. He bent forward and his lips caressed the back of her hand. She stared at him the whole time as if hypnotized and for a moment he thought he had gotten her in the palm of his hand but then she blinked and cleared her throat.
“Boundaries, Count Dracula, you should remember them if we meet again. Goodbye.”
“Bye now, my darling,” he called when she turned her back to him and started marching down the corridor, swaying her hips.
“Boundaries!” she repeated as she entered the elevator.
Before the doors closed he could swear he saw an amused glint in her eyes.
The Count sat on his armchair again, the book now forgotten as he thought about Y/N. He was still indecisive about what to do with her. Simply draining her would not only be a waste of good blood but as well of character.
She demanded respect with every step of her heels. He would bet that she could cower many men with that stare of hers. Dracula had never met many lawyers and those that he did meet were fascinating in different ways. Johnny was determined although slightly stupid. Renfield was a slave to his every wish. Should Dracula ask him to retrieve the fattest fish in the sea, the poor man would probably drown trying to get it. But she was an entirely different breed.
So strong-willed that it was a charm all on its own, without even striving for it to be as such. He had heard an expression on the television the other day that he thought might apply well to her - “my way or the highway”.
And such amazing beauty. Make up was far more popular in this century, he could tell, and he was quickly learning it could disguise many unwanted flaws but she used in such a way that it added to her beauty instead of covering it.
Beautiful, impetuous, resolute… and a sense of humour that was surprisingly dark.
Ah… She would make quite the bride if she could withstand the change. And if she did not, he would make sure to savour every curve and every last drop of blood in her body.
#dracula fanfic#bbc dracula#dracula 2020#dracula2020#dracula netflix#dracula bbc#draculabbc#bbcdracula#claes bang#draculafanfic#claes bang fanfic#dracula fanfiction#fanfic dracula#dracula x reader#vampire fanfic#vampire fanfiction#i am so sorry to all my followers who did not follow me to read dracula fanfic#but you can still join the party#distorted lullabies
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Love these two 😍 #dracula2020 #dragatha
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Dracula & Agatha Van Helsing | Angel
There is so much chemistry between these two. I was hoping for a further evolution of their relationship in the season finale, but that last episode was a total mess! :( Anyway, I loved the way in which they portrayed Dracula, and especially Agatha. She's so sassy! I love her character so much.
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It’s me.
Just checking in to let everyone know I’m still obsessed. It’s been what, 30 days now? A whole damn month. In therapeutic speak, we call that the formation of a habit. FML
🖤🧛♂️🖤
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“No Jonathan. . . There is no one ‘living’ here.’
You know I could have used more ‘Elena time’ poor girl.
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Y'ALL
Claes Bang literally said : I hope its not the end!... but also because I want to see how Steven and Mark will bring him and ( I REPEAT AND ) Agatha back to life
Yesssss people Yesss
#claes bang#dracula2020#count dracula#dracula#agatha van helsing#sister agatha#zoe van helsing#Zagatha#dolly wells
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Hello there !
Here's the commission of @flutteringphalanges
For her fanfiction Caught in a Riptide !
Summary : After the infamous Count Dracula is discovered and taken into custody by the Jonathan Harker Foundation, former nun and now guardian to her young niece, Zoe, Agatha Van Helsing is tasked with keeping tabs on the vampire after a mishap leads to his release into modern day society. Can Agatha remain levelheaded, or will fate turn her onto a new path?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/24511471/chapters/59172367
https://flutteringphalanges.tumblr.com/post/619842526073028608/caught-in
(Commission are open)
(Click on pic for better quality)
#claes bang#dolly wells#dracula 2020#agatha van helsing#dracula#bbc dracula#zoe van helsing#dragatha#digital art#fan art#my art#commisions post#drawing commisions#taking commisions#dracula2020#dracula bbc
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