#marie belmont

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Marie for @monochromatictoad 🥀

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Have some newlyweds Gabriel and Marie, the day after their wedding.

Gabriel woke up to a dark cottage. It was too early for the sun to rise yet, so the moon cast her soft glow into the room still. His eyes slowly open and blink into awareness. The knight was used to waking up early, no matter if he had a job or mission that day. However, when his eyes focused on the figure beside him, this wasn't his routine that woke him.

Beside him, was his best friend of nearly twenty years. Now his wife of one day, out of many more. Gabriel's heart fluttered at the sight of Marie in the moonlight. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. His arms tighten around her and he buries his face in her hair. Marie stirred, but only enough to cuddle closer, and sigh his name gently in her sleep.

Gabriel had dreamed of this since he was a little boy, stuck in the Brotherhood of Light's orphanage. He had prayed and begged God for a family. A large one. One that pushed the seams of the cottages in the village. Most adults were unsettled by Gabriel when he was a child, so he was in the orphanage until adulthood. It was strange, watching many of his brothers and sisters be adopted, and watching many more come in through those doors, but always wondering why no one wanted him.

He didn't mind it now. After all, it led to him finding the love of his life, and the mother of their future children. Gabriel sighs softly. The wedding was still fresh on his mind, and the ring on his hand was still warm. The band shined softly in the light, signifying their eternal love and bond.

"Why are you awake so early?" Marie's voice asks, her voice was soft from sleep.

This startled Gabriel. How long has she been awake?

"I was just thinking." He says, his voice was also soft. He felt Marie pull back to look at him.

"Oh? Care to share your thoughts with your beloved wife?" One of her hands reaches up and cups his face. He sighs softly, covering that hand with his, pulling it to his lips to kiss her wrist.

"I was thinking of how much I love you, and how wonderful it feels to call you my wife." He answers softly. He saw her face flush slightly, but her smile was soft and dreamy. Like she couldn't believe this either. That was a wonderful thought to him.

"Quite early to be this sappy, my love." She chuckles. That loving name sent warmth throughout his body. He leans into her, and they nuzzle their noses together. Neither one quite had the energy for a kiss this early.

They both fell asleep, whispering promises of the future and love for each other. Right now, everything was perfect for Gabriel. For once, he was excited for the future, because he could build it with Marie.

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These are the(one of my favourite) people whose videos are bound to be in my fyp, y'all see the coincidence?

Honorary mentions of Trevor's parents:

And one of the forgemasters:

These names are so common I can't- 😭✋🏻

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"You are a good man..."

Quick and dirty wallpaper edit.

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It hated the woman. She lures its prince with childhood promises and puppy love. It knows she's lying to him. She's lied to him so many times already. It would never lie like she has, yet he chooses her. Always her. Always those lying visions that left him a mess. It always comforted its prince during his wails and screams of pain by these visions. If the woman had been alive, it would bring her corpse back to show its prince how loyal it was, and how much it cares for its prince.

It hated the wolf. The spawn of its prince and the woman. The one who forced the prince to kill him and turn him. The one who exploits the powers and emotions of its prince. The one who sealed its prince away with the wolf's spawn. It has seen how he has lied to his own spawn as he has lied to its prince. It comforts its prince when his eyes fade with memories of the white wolf that chose humanity over his father and sire.

It never would betray its prince. Never lie to him. It knows better than to exploit its prince. It loves him. It adores its prince. It would never cause him such anguish, such pain. It only wants to exist with its prince. It wants to keep humanity away from him. They had their opportunity to have its prince and they discarded him like a child discards a broken toy.

It brought him back from the brink. Gave him the loyalty he had been denied for so long. Gave him the love he deserves. The tenderness that only came forth with him. It would never break the delicate heart its prince had entrusted it with. Not like the woman had. Not like how the wolf had. Not like how the holy warriors had. With every soft touch. With every murmured word of adoration and love. With the oath of loyalty it swore to its prince. The bond between them could never be severed. Not by the lying wench. Not by the cheating mongrel. Not by the worthless, undeserving humans. It was the only one who had earned its prince's love, and that was how it would stay.

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Moments - A fatherly Compassion

The next Moments chapter is out. This one featuring Adrian and Trevor being dads to Marie, who by now is a teenager with all those teenager related issues to go along with it. Like crushing on people.

Also, Trevor does not quite grapple the concept of monogamy in this one. xD

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Slowly turning into Gabriel Belmont 😳💦

You still think I'm kidding?👀💦

Please Ankama don't let my theory be true 🙃💦🌊

However, Yugo's angry face is so cute 🤧💙💠

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Catherine Mary Stewart as Regina Belmont Night of the Comet (1984) dir. Thom Eberhardt

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Well, as I promised someone с;

Trevor Belmont and firstborn daughter Mary Belnades-Belmont🤗

Hdc Alucard helps new parents with babysitting. Trepha really appreciate it but...you know...he's stealing their little pumpkin sometimes. /pos Ok, everybody knows you have maternal instinct and SO DO THEY. Much. More. It happens Trevor and Sypha missing their daughter so why don't you have your own child? Then Trevor and Sypha will also have someone to babysit :3

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Me? Venting through Gabriel? Nah...

Gabriel watched the scene in the home through the eyes of his rats. Trevor, Victor, Victor's family, the Belnades, Toymaker, and Chupacabra were all under the same roof, causing a ruckus. He often dreamed of this scenario, as a child, laying awake in the bed in the Brotherhood orphanage. A large family, busting the house from the seams. But.... He couldn't feel happy. He felt next to nothing.

These people shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be here. He was a shadow looking over their happiness. The scars he's given most of the people here will never fully fade. Toymaker flinches if he raises his voice. Chupacabra flinches when his fist is raised. Trevor reaches instinctively for his sword when Gabriel is even remotely tapped into his power. The humans would rather not interact with him one-on-one, and avoid him as a whole, unless Victor or Trevor is there.

Why does his chest hurt? He thought, laying on the stone floor.

He watches the scene further, scurrying to a new watching spot. He can see some of the Belnades kids play wrestling with the Belmont kids. These kids were so carefree. He wished to join them, show them that he wasn't a threat to them. But he stopped himself. He would only hurt them in the end. They knew, even at their young age to never trust a being of darkness like him.

Oh, he trembles in the cold of the room. The pain was bad.

He moves again, this time watching Toymaker do puppet shows with the youngest children. Gabriel had not given this man so much as a second thought when he was still a lord. Even now, Toymaker was scared and nervous to be around him, watching his words as to not anger his former master. Gabriel knew he would never be truly invited to one of these shows. He was fine with that. It was only a little bit he could do, to pay back for everything he put Toymaker under.

He gasps and reaches for his chest. Oh it hurts so much.

He watched the Chupacabra teleport around, causing small mischief. He felt awful for locking the creature up for so long. Nothing as free as the Chupacabra deserves that type of punishment, no matter what it did to him. He left holy relics around for it to 'Discover'. It was small, but it was penance for what he had done to the creature in the past. Yes it was annoying, but it was a simple being, that only wanted to play with him. It knew he was immortal, like it was, so of course it would come to Gabriel. It desired companionship. Just as he had. Yet all he did was abuse it, and punish it for simply existing. He did not deserve its forgiveness.

He started clawing at his chest. This beating heart did not belong to him.

He stepped over to Trevor's and Victor's spot. He was listening, only partially, to them. His rat eyes were trained into the spot where he had staked Trevor. He ripped his son's humanity from him. Hell, he killed Sypha! What man killed his son's wife? Gabriel deserved every drop of venom and hatred from Simon and Trevor. He deserved to be sealed away. He deserved this tortured existence. Trevor is innocent. Trevor deserved to have lived a full life with Sypha, and maybe he would've given Simon some siblings. Gabriel often wondered if Trevor had a similar dream of having a large family, as Gabriel had.

He could feel the skin and meat and muscle give way under his claws, but he was nowhere close to the beating.

He looked over at Victor. This man nearly died because of him. He brought an innocent man into his fight. A man who had a family. How he found it inside him to forgive a wretch like Gabriel, he never could understand. Gabriel had waited for Trevor and Victor to seal him away. To put a permanent end to Dracul. To Gabriel. But they didn't, they let him live. Allowed him to exist within the families they had made.

Marie was there... His love. His life. His heart. She was laughing alongside Victor's partner, her laugh still as beautiful as he always remembered it being. He wants to go over to her and hug her. To ensure she was actually alive and not another hopeless illusion. Illusion? Or hallucination? He didn't know the difference. The yearning inside him begged him to go over and hold her. To remember that war was over and he could finally rest. But it wasn't that easy. His eyes looked at her gown. Back when he was human, he would have never thought twice about the collar on her gown, and how far it came up. But they weren't human, and haven't been in a long time. She only wore them to cover up her scar when he had beheaded her.

Flesh and blood and bile covered the stones beneath him. This wasn't his skin, his blood, his bones. This wasn't his heart inside him. It beat with an unnatural speed and rhythm. It wasn't his, wasn't his, wasn't his, wasn't his, wasn't-

Dracul ran from the scene, he needed air. He needed space. He traveled to the upper layers of the strange building Zobek had made of his once beloved Castle.

Beloved? No. That Castle hurt him-

The Castle loved Dracul in the way he deserved to be loved. He deserved everything the Castle did. It protected him. It loved him, loved him. We love you, my Prince. Please come back to us. We are your true family.

He never told them that the voices of the Castle never truly left. It served as reminder at just how temporary this living arrangement was. This happiness was temporary, but its love was forever, and it would follow Dracul anywhere to stay with him and only him.

Dracul's skin itched. It wasn't his. This wasn't his skin. It was a punishment. He needed the itching to stop!

As soon as he got to the upper level, Dracul left the rats and started scratching his skin. His nails effortlessly dug into his chest. His neck. His abdomen. He dug and dug until he no longer felt the itch. Flesh and muscle and tissue made a grotesque portrait on the floor.

Dracul breathed in deeply when the itching stopped. The heart was still beating. His heart? He didn't have a heart. With a growl, he forces his heart to stop. It had no right to beat

"No. No, no, no." His eyes widen. He failed. He failed Trevor again. His body burned as it repaired itself. His face burned as his tears dripped down. In his right mind, he knew he needed to tell Trevor about this, but in his current state, he didn't want to burden his son more than he already had.

But as he was cleaning up the mess, Trevor came in with a knowing look on his face. He took the supplies and ushers Dracul to sit in an arm chair. He didn't fight his son, there was no point. Trevor was just like his mother. Once his mind was set on something, he would stubbornly see it through.

"Father, you're like that too." Trevor's voice startled Dracul. Oh, right. The telepathic bond they shared. That's how Trevor knew.

"I'm sorry... You and Marie shouldn't have to take care of me." Dracul says softly instead. That made Trevor pause, so Dracul continues, "I broke the promise I made to not hurt myself anymore, and now you're sitting here cleaning up my mess."

"Father, it's no big deal-"

He pauses to angrily rub away at his tears. Why was he crying?! He was Dracul! Prince of Darkness! Dracul doesn't cry!

"But it is!" Dracul was quick to interrupt Trevor. "I hurt so many people here, and instead of hurting me in return, they forgave me! Despite everything I've done to try and prove myself a valuable ally, they still don't trust me! They reek of fear and disgust when I step into the room!" Once the words and tears started, Dracul couldn't stop them, "I am a monster Trevor! Toymaker and Chupacabra are still scared of me! Victor's family still shy away from me when I try to interact with them! You and Marie freeze up when I lift my hands! I don't fit in with the human population and have to be locked away in the house just to avoid harm to your reputation, because I can't go even a month without tearing myself apart!"

"Gabriel does." When did Trevor get close enough to grip his hands? "Gabriel is scared and lost and confused. He doesn't know what's going on in a world that continued without him." Dracul couldn't look at Trevor. His son deserved so much better. His wife deserved better. Everyone in this building deserved better.

"And you don't? Do you not think you deserve better than what had been forced upon you?" Trevor asks. Dracul's silence was telling. Trevor sighs, "father. You deserved better."

Gabriel hugs his son. He couldn't stop himself, everything felt like it was crashing down on him.

"Trevor, I would never hurt you and Marie."

"I know father. We both know."

"I never wanted to hurt either of you to begin with."

"We know. I love you father."

Gabriel pauses. Trevor had never told him... "You... You love me? Despite everything I've done to you?"

Trevor chuckles and nods, "yes, I love you father. Forgive me for how long it took me to say it." Gabriel grips him tighter.

"I love you too Trevor." He says back. Marie's perfume filled the room suddenly. It smelt like sweet peas and peonies. She said nothing as she stepped into the room and over to the men in the chair. Wrapping her arms around both of their heads, she pulls them close and hugs them.

"Victor was asking about both of you, so I came up to check-in." She explains before they could ask her anything. Trevor eventually moved away from the hug, and politely excused himself, leaving his parents to talk with each other.

"Marie, i-." She quickly cuts him off with a kiss. A kiss that felt like forgiveness.

"My love," She starts as she pulls away, "I know. I heard the tail end of what you said." She holds his face in her hands. Her hands were calloused from her needlework, but they were so comforting for him. "I love you. I love you so much. You have no idea how much I blame myself for everything that happened. My decision to give up Trevor to Volpe was the catalyst to everything. But here we are. We get a second chance for the life we were denied. I don't know the full extent of what happened to you on Earth... But I know enough."

Oh...Oh...

He couldn't get words out as tears flowed again. She had seen what the Castle had done to him.

"And you still love me?"

"With every fiber of my being."

They held each other for a while longer, both of them shedding tears that they had held back originally.

Eventually, they calmed down. With some soft words, Gabriel stands up from the chair, and lets Marie lead him back to the chaos downstairs. As he gets down the stairs, he can see how the little ones get excited to see him. He gets one moment to squeeze Marie's hand, before getting surrounded by the younger kids. Marie lets go of his hand, only for the kids to eagerly lead him to the area David was doing his puppet shows.

Everything was going to be fine. He was healing, and he was loved. Gabriel finally had the family he always dreamed of.

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Which Castlevania character is more attractive? (Video games women edition)

Round 16:

[rosebleue]

🌻 :3c

People sleep on Marie Belmont as a character because she has little dialogue but she has an actual built personality and is more relevant to the story than Lisa is, even if the fandom loves Lisa and says Marie was fridged (they both were)

Maybe the comparison is unfair because she's a counterpart to both Lisa and Sara, but I think the fandom is unfair on how they treat her compared to her "main continuity" counterparts.

Also her pachislot design is MEGA CURSED and all the concept 2D art of her is MEGA BLESSED

(I have a signed copy of the LoS series artbook and it's one of my most prized possessions I hope I never have to sell it)

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❤️‍🔥Happy Valentines❤️‍🔥

💕Mary & Gaby in Blood Bounded💕

If you're reading Blood Bounded, you may know that we got to know Marie and Gabriel's younger self and their love story before Castlevania Lords of Shadow 1, so these are their looks with modern clothes.

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