tati gabrielle, demi woman, she / her, 500-ish — ALEERA DRACULA from DRACULA is a VAMPIRE working as a/an LADY OF LEISURE. they known for being FIERCE, but also ERRATIC, and they call to mind NAILS FILED AS SHARP AS CLAWS, WINE (OR IS IT BLOOD?) STAINED LIPS and HOARDING JEWELRY LIKE A DRAGON. they ARE NOT a member of the a.d.s.f.. let’s see how they fare in victorian london!
hello, hello ! i’m mar, 24, she/they - and i’m super excited to be here ! without further ado, let me introduce you to aleera dracula !
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✦ 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.
FULL NAME. aleera dracula. ⸺ BIRTH NAME. alara mariamawit kusiya. ⸺ NICKNAMES. she’s not the biggest fan, but al slips out often. AGE. probably five hundred two, but that’s debatable. physically twenty-six. GENDER. identifies as demi woman, though she hasn’t fully figured it out yet. PRONOUNS. she / her / hers, but is okay with they / them / theirs as well. SEXUALITY. bisexual, but considering the former relation to dracula, that’s new. POSITIVES. fierce, clever, determined. NEGATIVES. erratic, intimidating, vicious.
✦ 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.
trigger warning for: violence, death, blood, implied abuse, body horror, grief
BEFORE / born as alara in sudan, somewhere in the late fourteenth century – aleera has rarely known peace. as a grandchild to king joel of dottawo, her life should have been full of prosper & wealth, but his death had caused the kingdom to collapse, leaving aleera an inheritance of ruins. her younger life is a blur – a collection of fighting for her life and running towards safety, the constant threat of those hunting to end their line for good.
at some point, aleera’s life became more about surviving rather than actually living it, and it was rare for her to make actual connections or become attached to anyone other than her parents – or rather, her father, since her mother was one of the first to die. at first, their remaining gold bought them passage, shelter, and protection. friends of the former king were happy to give them a place to stay – but the gold started running out, and the kindness of strangers was a fickle beast to trust in.
as someone of her status, aleera had never been expected to carry a weapon, much less defend herself with it, but as the world turned against her, a sword became her most trusted friend – her hand always resting on it, the constant fear of an attack looming. the only place she ever felt safe during her time on the run was the four years they spend in constantinople. courted by one of the sultan’s many sons, her father & aleera held a position of importance – one that only increased on her marriage.
unfortunately, her husband was murdered only a few months into their marriage, and once again, she and her father had to run to escape the evils of their past. by this point, aleera was a distrusting, hardened creature – bittered by the trials life had pushed onto her. when a letter from a lord in transylvania reached them, promising a safe harbour for nothing in return, due to years of friendship with her family, she knew it was too good to be true – but the two had no other options, and could not decline.
the first year in transylvania was a blessing. the lord treated them as family, and aleera once again donned gold jewels & expensive fabrics. her bitterness turned to joy, and she opened up again – even smiled again. she did not care to notice the way the lord looked at her, the way her father worried, for the first time, she could exhale – safely tucked away in a private estate. it wasn’t until she found her father’s dead body in a pool of blood that she even noticed just how remote & quiet the castle she lived in was. it wasn’t her family’s enemies – it was something even more insidious.
it took her almost two years with her murderous, obsessed lord until she found the ability to run away – but aleera was hunted through the woods as she ran, bleeding like injured prey. as he cornered her, aleera suddenly found herself stumbling into the presence of another man, darkhaired and with eyes that seemed to widen at the sight of her blood – and so contrary to the years of fending for herself, begged him to save her. instead, his teeth slipped into her neck, and he gave her the ability to save herself.
AFTER / the start of her immortal life was filled with blood and violence, but then again, so many of her human life had been too. though count dracula had turned her, aleera needed her revenge – and spent multiple decades tearing through all those who had wronged her & their descendants. when her bloodlust finally dimmed, she found her way to the counts castle, offering her undying loyalty. surprisingly, she found herself falling in quite well with the count & his consort instead, and eventually became his second bride & a sister to verona, renaming herself aleera – after the way the count pronounced her name.
eventually, marishka joined them – and though aleera initially held her distance towards a new arrival, marishka quickly became a part of her life & a sister like verona. through the centuries, her love & loyalty to her husband and the other brides only grew, and aleera would’ve done absolutely anything for them – even give her life. unfortunately, it seemed their husband would give his first. aleera, like her sisters, ripped into van helsing with a mixture of grief and rage, making sure only small specks of him remained, spread over the stone floor.
the brides remain in london, but aleera has changed in her grief – her life so violently disturbed again caused the return of her past memories, impacting her severely after centuries of peace. she seems fine one second, and will lash out the next. refuses to leave her sisters side one day, and completely withdraws from them the next. she isn’t volatile like marishka, or cold like verona – but she is lost, confused, and unmistakeably dangerous.
