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[n0rdic-kn1ght]

My Castlevania OC: Lorena Van Lovlin✨🧚‍♀️

At 21, Lorena is a very powerful, half-pixie sorceress, and a skilled monster huntress. She’s been hunting vampires, demons, and night creatures since she was 14. She is Alucard’s lover, and they met when Sypha, Trevor, and him spotted her wounded near the road they were traveling to go fight Dracula. She ended up joining them on their journey, because she happened to be after Dracula, as well, for her own personal reasons. She and Alucard did not get along for a while, but after the fight with Dracula, she lived with him, and the two of them had to put their egos aside, and they came to find that they had deep feelings for one another. Lorena is a bubbly, goofy, creative, and loving person. However, she is also stubborn, can be easily angered, and easily jealous.

I can’t wait to write my fanfiction about Lorena. I have this whole love story in my head of her and Alucard. I’m so excited.

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[yeehawgame4ever]

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Harry hates one thing, most. That’s silence. Still, Y/N gave him a silent treatment knowing how much it drives him insane. It pinches him in throat in the most sickening way and makes him vicious about their fights more.

She has her reason too. Anyone would have a right to be mad if their boyfriend will be seen going to bars with models and cherry on top it turns out be his ex.

In his defence it was a PR stunt to keep the quietude about his dating life since Y/N and Harry’s relationship is private for Y/N's sake.

“You could’ve atleast told me, tha' you were going with her?” Was all she said. Confusion and insecurities and the images of her glued all over him mocked her in the most brutal way before she was distancing herself away from him.

He did anything in his will to bring her back to him, apologised and tried to shower her in kisses, making her brekkie and staying at home but she kept on pushing him away.

The problem wasn’t him. It was her. She blamed herself. He’s been nothing but so gentle with her and she’s towing him away like a used tissue.

Harry knew Y/N anxiety was always at bay and he didn’t want to worsen it by going public but it was biting him in arse as questions upon questions were thrown at him for past three years.

It's Saturday morning and she appears from the guest room after ages, the sight for sore eyes.

Harry’s eyes that were staring the tiled wall of kitchen flitters towards her and his gaze turns soft when he sees her drowned into one of his lilac sweater (she missed him so much and felt awfully hollow and cold sleeping in the bed that doesn’t smell like him at all; so she did what could comfort her best).

She looks so small and frail as if the demons of the lone bedroom swallowed her whole.

Heavy eyebags digging away the glimmer in her eyes, her cheekbones prominent and the pinkness of her eyes visible telling how much she’s been crying.

He turns expressionless on purpose when she meets his gaze and isn’t what she wanted? Some space to figure her thoughts out – but that polite gesture turned into a silent treatment from Harry’s side this time.

She knows that he’s more of a meanie in this game than her because he’s the one that never let things bottle up, his eyes gives away everything but right now they’re just murk of anger.

“Can we talk?” Her voice dim from crying for days and Harry elevates his shoulders carelessly, wrinkles on his forehead and his frown deep as he shrugs, “Dunno. Realized t’pick y'puppet back, your eminence?” His taunt hits her right in chest and she blinks the moisture in her eyes away looking down at her fingers fumbling with the frays of the hem.

He’s cloaked with sadness and dejection from her misbehaviour.

He’s the most petty when she’s the reason of his agony.

“I hate how much I care about, you.” He spats. Knuckles turning white from his grip around the marble counter and Y/N listens —— because good, she should now she’s out of her own bubble.

“How much I’ve told y'that no-one ‘n damn nothin’ could come between us —-" His tone dripping with malevolence and bitterness it tears Y/N up.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Harry!!” She almost shouts. Shaky fingers contemplating to rip at her hair and her tears now shines at her cheeks, Harry elicits a flak taunting chuckle.

“See you’ve never trusted our love. Can y'fo’ once get outta y’head?” His own eyes glossy and his cheeks flushing rosy from the impact.

“You don’t want to bear what comes with lovin' me, don’t want me to cover up tha’ fo' you and you couldn’t spend a single day without doubting us,” He licks the salt away from his lips and his heart pauses a slow beat when Y/N's lips wobbles -- incoherent blabbers slipping past her swollen lips.

“What d'ya want then!?” The loud snap of his abrasive voice hitches her breath and she sobs out sorrowfully, “I just want you.” He sighs in defeat. Not really pondering over the severity and nuance of his words before speaking.

“Falling in love with you was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done in my life.” That was the last blow for Y/N. She gasps out a cry. Pupils bursting wide and her insides falls sick as the itching goosebumps pin-prickles at her skin.

Everything gets struck for a moment. Harry’s expression matches her as he realizes what damage he has caused and to confirm it a blaring thunder roars through the sky.

Y/N gulps the achy feeling in her throat and just nods silently retreating back through the steps that led her to him and he’s rushing behind her in fret only to get the door to be slammed on his face.

He curses himself. Hitting his forehead into the door frame, that was the lowest and most cheapest fucking insult you could’ve managed to throw her way you dick.

“Y/N. I’m —-...fuck.” He knows that a sorry will be too humiliating for the hurt he has caused her.

While, Y/N sits on the floor at the most corner of the room with her knees bunched up to her chest. His hurtful words rings in her skull and she stuffs her face into her elbow sobbing into it watching the bear Harry won for her in a carnival with doleful blurry vision.

Through his whole life the only decision he regrets is loving me – out of every stupid thing he thinks our love is the most stupidest, what if it's the end? How I'll live without him? It’s impossible.

Forgetting hurts the more than grieving and she’d never be able to do that.

Her toes numbs to tingles and she feels herself drowning somewhere into pitch darkness, her heart lurching ruefully at each knock Harry taps on the door and her stomach burns with acidy sting lungs knotting tight making her gasp for oxygen.

Her panic attack crawling up her body in beasty blood curling gashes and she attempts to shout a plead for Harry but white dots appears at the back of her eyelids tripping her into mountain of floor pillows.

It knocks the vase out and it shatters beside her head, “Y/N! Baby!” Harry pounds at the door and when doesn’t hear a response from her side he’s kicking it open harshly.

The lock unhinges as he rushes inside worrisome and his world shatters when he sees his lovie struggling for a breather, her petite body trembling and shaking with each gasp that bolts her throat more and she nearly begs for him to do something.

He’s falling beside her on the floor and embracing her pliant figure in his gentle hold, “’S okay. ‘S okay.” He croaks out wiping his own tears with the sleeve of his hoodie.

He rubs her tummy in soothing circles then trails his clammy palm up her chest and maintains an eye contact with her panicked ones. Her breath shudders when she tries to calm it back and her nails digs into his skin in doing so.

“Doing s'good f'me darling, yeah —-..yeah.” He bobs his head vigorously and assuring-ly stroking his thumb against her soaky cheek tenderly in pacifying motions.

Her breath lulls slowly back into a pattern and she jerks a little while inhaling a nourishing puff, “Take a breath honey, yes princess just like that.” He whispers speckling a tiny kiss to her forehead.

He pushes her up with a firm hand on her hip and into his lap murmuring sweet dottings into her ear, “Squeeze me hand if you could hear me baby.” He just wants to be reassured she’s doing okay –- his face crooked against her pulse point into her throat and she does so giving a weak squish to his fingers.

“Jeez.” He bumps her chin up with his head and touches their temples together – eskimo kissing her nose and her eyelids flutter when he pecks her mouth ever so lightly.

His insides are shaking anxiously from fright and he again hugs her warmly to feel her.

“’M sorry. So sorry lovie' didn’t –-.. didn’t mean to hurt ya, swear moppet was just upset tha’ y’were being so far from me. I love you so much precious ....." He presses his wet lips to the side of her head and buries his nose in her hair -- arms tightening around her waist.

".... and I don’t think lovin' you is stupid. Thinks tha’ ‘s the only best thing I’ve ever done in me life ... could never love anyone like that.” He mumbles cradling her sweaty face into his palms and patches soft kisses all over her face.

She hiccups a whimper. Nose quivering and lip wobbling — letting him kiss her pout and fists the flimsy fabric of his hoodie in her teensy hands compared to him, “’M sorry too. Sorry f'acting childish and not talking to you about it. I’m just scared I’m getting too obsessed with the idea of us and it’ll ruin us pathetically.”

“Wait. Wait woah baby ...” He grabs her gently with shoulders and pulls her back from him, “’S tha’ why you were trying to live off all by yourself?” He asks politely a bit glum she was enduring all of that herself.

When she tries to hide her face out of timidness he hooks his thumb under her chin and highers it up, “Y/N.”

“Thinks you love me so intensely?” She sniffs nodding in agreement and he smiles sweetly.

“Then fuckin' do it silly. Why d'ya think I wouldn’t want that lovlin? I want to be so loved by my sweet baby.” He almost falls back when she slings her arms around the nape of his neck and brings him down for a cuddle.

“I love you so much my Angel.” He murmurs with his face squished into her neck and fills his lungs with her warm vanillay scent.

She rubs her cheek up and down his chest like an affectionate starved puppy then stops where his heart lays under the trap of bones and kisses it three times.

Her love language. When she isn’t able to utter something she’s always appreciating him with loving actions and at the moment she did the same to exchange the sentiment.

Three kisses to heart means, “I love you so much it aches me.” He immediately catches it and pecks her nose.

"I know bub, I know."

[yeehawgame4ever]

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[n0rdic-kn1ght]

“Damn That Impudent Dhampir” - An Alucard Tepes X OC Fanfiction (Part 1)

My eyes flew open, and I didn’t recognize my surroundings. Weakly, I sat up, and realized I was inside a covered wagon. I looked to my right. There was a man sitting at the very edge of the back of the wagon. His long, wavy blond hair cascaded down his shoulders, and mid-back. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of those blond locks, so very similar to my old friend’s. However, I doubted it was him. Slowly, I peeled my eyes off of him, and looked to my left. In the front coach box, I saw a red-haired woman sitting next to a buff brunette man, with messy hair. My wings slightly quivered with curiosity at who these people were. They didn’t seem harmful to me. Suddenly, memories came flooding back to me. I remembered I had been shot. I jumped a bit, gasping softly. I frantically looked down at my arm, expecting there to be even more blood. To my relief—and my surprise—my arm was carefully wrapped in some cloth, and tied very tightly. The bleeding had stopped. These people had found me, and mended me! A wave of gratitude washed over me, and I decided to muster up the courage to speak to them.

“Th-thank you!”, I said, a bit louder than intended.

Suddenly, the wagon came to an abrupt stop, causing the man on the back to nearly fall off. He gasped softly, and grabbed onto the side of the wagon.

“I-is she awake?!”, the red-haired woman asked, turning around to look at me and the blond man in back.

“She’s alive?!”, the brunette man added, turning to face me, as well. “I thought she was gonna be a goner!”

“Yes… she’s fine, obviously. If she weren’t, she wouldn’t be up and speaking. Even though she should be resting”, the blond man retorted, with some edge to his tone.

This definitely wasn’t my old friend. He wouldn’t have such an irritated tone when it came to me. He would surely recognize me. Right?

“Well, Alucard, it was just a question!”, the red-haired woman retaliated, before hopping off the coach box with the brunette man. They walked to the back of the wagon.

Maybe it could be just a man who happens to be named Alucard, and is also blond?

I slowly, and carefully made my way to the edge of the wagon, and the red-haired woman helped me get down from it.

“Thank you…”, I thanked her.

She nodded, and offered me a kind smile.

“What is your name?”, she asked me.

“I’m Lorena. Lorena Van Lovlin”, I replied.

“Oh. I’m Sypha”, she introduced herself. “And this is Trevor, and Alucard.”

I smiled a tiny bit.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sypha and Trevor”, I began. “But I caught Alucard’s name, earlier.”

“Good for you. Now, why don’t you tell us what you were doing out here in these woods? You weren’t spying on us, were you, pixie?”, Alucard interrogated me, in acid tones.

“Shut the hell up, dhampir. I doubt she could be following us while she’s unconscious!”, Trevor told him off, rolling his eyes.

Dhampir, named Alucard, who happened to be blond. As much as I didn’t want to believe it, part of me was starting to think perhaps this was, indeed, my Alucard. Sypha rolled her eyes at the two of them.

I then sighed, and wondered where I should start with the story of my journey, so far.

“It all started when I made the huge mistake of running away from home at 14 years old…”, I began, sitting back up on the wagon.

The three watched me carefully as I began to unfold the story before them, with my words.

“I ran away from home because I found out that my parents had lied to me about truly being my parents. I was angry that they had kept it a secret from me that I was adopted. I felt betrayed, and I felt as if they were trying to treat me as a child—keeping things from me, ya know? I should’ve known better, way earlier. I’m a half-pixie, for fuck’s sake, and both of my parents are human. Supposedly, my ‘aunt’ and my ‘uncle’ were actually my parents. My mother’s sister had a child with a man of the pixie species, and that child happened to be me. I found out from a local old woman who knew my ‘mother’, because I had began to grow suspicious as to why my parents were not of my kind”, I started. “So upon finding out that information, I ran away for about five years. In those five years, I ran around with a group of other rogue teens and young adults like me, hunting monsters. They weren’t much for family, but they were my friends. Soon, I started to feel guilty. I realized I had been quite selfish to just forget about all that my ‘parents’ had done for me, even if they weren’t my true parents. I came back to a horrible mess of bloodshed, the stench of death everywhere, and my house burnt down to ashes. The reason I’m out here in these woods is because I am on my way to slay the man behind the terrible arson on my village while I was away; Dracula.”

As I finished my story, I noticed all three of them immediately tensed up at my mention of Dracula, and the blond man stared at me with a deep intensity that unsettled me. Soon, they regained their composures, but fear still slightly lingered in their eyes.

“That’s… funny. We’re on our way to do just that”, Sypha told me, biting her lip in deep thought.

“Coincidence… but, part of me is under the impression that our paths were meant to cross”, Trevor added, shrugging, as he scratched his scruffy beard.

“Hmh. So, you’re after my father? Just as we are?”, Alucard questioned, his gaze less intense as before.

I turned to face him, again.

“Dracula is your father?”

He nodded, solemnly.

“Say… are you magical? You know, because you’re a half-pixie? Perhaps you could come with us?”, he asked me. “We’re going to the same place.”

“Trevor! You can’t just ask people if they’re magical, just because they have pixie blood!”, Sypha scolded him, jabbing him in the side with her elbow.

I laughed at the display between the two, and I shook my head.

“No, no. I promise you, it’s quite alright. After all, I do have magic”, I admit, nodding.

“Well, show us a little magic trick, then, will you?”, Alucard said, his tone impatient and slightly doubtful.

“Gladly.”

I snapped my fingers, and watched as Alucard’s hair magically fashioned into a braid, cascading down his back. I giggled as he gasped, clearly not expecting me to perform magic on him. Sypha and Trevor snickered at this.

“Agh!”, Alucard frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair, frantically undoing the braid.

“What? You asked, and you received…”, I retorted, with a raise of my eyebrows.

“Right. Whatever. Just get in the back, half-pixie”, he ordered, his face bright red with embarrassment.

Trevor and Sypha kept snickering quietly amongst themselves as they walked back up to the front of the wagon. With a smug smirk, I climbed back into the covered part of the wagon, and sat down on the blanket they originally had draped over me while I was unconscious.

“For the love of God… she magically fashions my hair into the style only schoolboys, and women would wear…”, he murmured under his breath, clearly annoyed.

I just smiled at this. However, a part of me felt quite sad. I knew deep down this was once the young boy I played with, but he had changed so much. My heart broke at the fact that he didn’t recognize me, at all. Perhaps there was a reason I didn’t see him again, until now. Maybe I wasn’t all that important to him.

[faylin0w0]

Soooo I decided to draw a young Lovlin and a young Judy(other oc) cause there were 'very close friends' when they were young, so I decided to draw this, hope yall have an amazing day/night! Love you all, rake care💗💕💗💕

[yeehawgame4ever]

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c’est un thread que j’comptais mettre en place depuis un moment, pour vous faire connaître de nouveaux visages (ou peu vus sur forums rpg) à qui donner vie et avec qui jouer ♡ tous les posts liés à cette série seront tagués #discover, alors n’hésitez pas à aller y faire un petit tour pour élargir vos horizons et/ou trouver votre prochaine muse  ♡

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this, is a series i’ve wanted to come with for a long time now, in order to share with you new faces (or not often seen/played on rpg forums) for you to bring life to and play/write with ♡ every post related to this thread will be tagged #discover, so please do not hesitate to take a look to open doors and/or find your next muse ♡

[pearldavies]

So we’ll have a 3-4 meter gappy between our back fence line and our new build because we have a water line underground that runs straight through the yard. You can’t build over it because the awesome water folk may need to access it at some stage so just imagine 💭 a 3-4m by say 10m block at the back of the yard. At the entry (and this will be at the back of the dwelling) will be a stepping stone walkway upto a colourful fire pit area (see the fire pit post a few back). Now this image here by @lovlins is some pretty amazing inspo, the variety of sizes in the circular stoning is what grabbed my googley eye 🤓 👀. It reminds me of the Stone Age, a yabba dabba doo #Flinstones kind of Stone Age. Swipe across for another bit of stones-spo (hmmm, I tried to put the word ‘stone’ and the word ‘inspo’ together for word play 🤔, yeah keep working on that one Pearl, keep working on that...). My question(s) to anyone on out there is: 1. Does anyone have good experience with faux grass, as I’m thinking about laying faux grass but have several reservations about doing so. Fading, will weeds pop up through it (even if I lay a weed mat underneath) etc. 2. I’ve reached out to my local Bunnings ( 🇺🇸 Lowe’s/Home Depot) and have received crickets 🦗 about stoning so do you think getting a local cement truck in and making my own circular moulds could work? I have all these wacky ideas but putting them into play could be difficult as I’m not that clever. Earl Davies is though and we do have clever friends too, even engineers, like this one time, we wanted to put this big blow up pool on our 4th story balcony for a party and my water engineer bro-in-law gave us some education, did some numbers and said we’d fall straight through if we had the pool plus say 20 x body weights. Phew 😅 *wipes brow*. That could have not ended well, so cheers bro☝🏼 At times I surprise myself though with creative genius, like that one time in grade school where I decided to colour my dinosaur in blue. The kids mocked me but now look, emoji of blue dinosaur 🦕. I knew it was unique, I knew it ☝🏼 #midcenturymodern #midcentury #midcenturyfurniture #midcenturymodernhome #midcenturymod #midcenturystyle https://www.instagram.com/p/B7rACZlpaF6/?igshid=6m0dplaedjkv

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