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Aluvia Christmas Drabble: I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus

A/N: This holiday drabble connects with my Easter One. Happy Holidays, everyone! Please be healthy and well! And may 2025 be good to us!

T’was the night before Christmas and all throughout the cottage something was stirring.

A special someone actually.

Yes, old Saint Nick was crouched in front of the family tree, gently placing presents underneath while munching on the cookies the children had baked for him. 

Once the final present was in its place, he stood up tall and admired his work with pride.

Then, just as he was about to make an exit, a light flickered on behind him followed by a deep, husky voice.

“Well, well, well,” Santa whirled around to find the father of the house–the great No Life King himself–lounging back in his chair, legs crossed and hands clasped on his lap. “Santa Claus, what a pleasant surprise. I trust you’ve been well this past year?”

And Santa Claus, the great spirit of Christmas himself, did not react with shock or fear. 

No, he(?) placed his hands on his hips and heaved an annoyed sigh.

“I thought I told you to stay in bed. What if the children see you and the magic is ruined?”

“I think your cotton ball beard will dispel the magic first, my love.” Alucard teased.

“Hey, I worked very hard on this!” Olivia pulled her beard down with puffed cheeks. “It is an improvement from my Easter Bunny costume at least!”

“You scold me about waking the children yet your tone is liable to wake them first.”

“....That’s it. I’m taking your presents back.” Olivia scooped up a third of the presents and began to shove them back into her sack when a pair of arms curled around her waist and she was pulled back into a sturdy chest. 

“But I’ve been such a good boy this year, ‘Santa’.” Alucard whined, kissing her neck and smirked as her pulse jumped. “Is there anything I can do to stay off the naughty list?”

“You can start by keeping such thoughts to yourself, ‘young’ man.” Olivia scolded, turning around with a harsh glare before pulling him down by his collar so they were face-to-face. “But I suppose a kiss will suffice. Cookies and milk are nice but I think I need something a little more filling after a night of traveling across the world.”

“Oh~! Well, as a thank you for all your hard work, allow me to return the favor then.” And he swung Olivia around and dipped her back as their lips met in a loving kiss.

And the two were so lost in each other, they failed to notice the wide-eyed duo gaping at them from the banister. 

“Papa is kissing Santa Claus!” Zaharia gasped, hands flying to his cheeks. “How can this be?!”

“I don’t know!” Vasilissa whispered-shouted back, equally shocked as their kiss grew more intense. “....Although…..Santa does look a lot like Mama….”

“....Hey, you’re right! Do you know what this means?!”

The twins looked at each other before back at their parents with stars in their eyes.

“Mama is the Easter Bunny AND Santa Claus! So cool!”

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February 4, 2022:

Tarnish Secondary, Snapper, Keel.

Aluvia of SaltWizard’s Sparkspell Clan!

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Before the day ends, I had to share the beautiful, wonderful Valentines Day gift @smoke-and-silver crafted for me that I will now worship for the rest of my life!!

I send you kisses and love!

Some Aluvia and Old Olivia/Vlad for the soul!

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Olivia: Why do you keep staring at my legs? Alucard: I want them to sandwich me

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Aluvia Easter 2024

A/N: A little Aluvia family Easter drabble.

Please enjoy! <3

“Papa, why are we outside so early?”

“And where is Mama? She always comes to wake us up.”

Alucard gazed down at the twins clinging to his legs, their sleepy expressions and unkempt bedhead bringing a smile to his face. 

“I am confused as well. Mama just gave me orders to take you both outside before she left.”

“Mama left?!” The twins exclaimed in unison, tears bubbling up in their big, doe eyes. “Why?!”

“Worry not, little ones,” Alucard knelt down to wipe their tears. “Mama is not far. She is just–.”

There was rustling from the bushes before a figure hopped into sight with a basket and a beaming smile.

“Hello, Vasilissa and Zaharia! Don’t worry about your mama, she was helping me with a surprise! For I, the Easter Bunny, have come–!”

“Mama, why are you wearing a bunny onesie?” Vasilissa giggled, pointing at Olivia while Zaharia laughed beside her.

“And why do you have squiggles on your face, Mama?”

“I-I told you two, I am the Easter Bunny! And these aren’t squiggles, they are my whiskers!” Olivia scrambled to convince them, shooting Alucard–who had angled his head away with shaking shoulders–a venomous glare. “Now, I have hidden eggs across the cottage grounds! And if you find them all, there will be a very delicious treat waiting for you both!”

The twins’ laughter was immediately replaced with cheers as they scrambled off to find the eggs.

Once they were out of sight, Olivia bonked Alucard on the head with the basket.

“Don’t laugh at me, I was up all night sewing this together and painting eggs!”

“And I offered my assistance time and time again,” Alucard retorted, standing tall with an amused grin. “But you ordered me to “let you have your fun” so what could I do but obey?”

“Still….” Olivia huffed with puffed cheeks, eyes averted as she fiddled with a floppy ear. “Do I look silly? I know I’m not the best at crafts, but I thought it was a decent job.”

“You look absolutely ravishing.” Alucard inched closer, his voice a low purr and his fangs poking from his lips. “While our children hunt for eggs, I think I will hunt for rabbits. And my~my~aren’t you mouthwatering?”

Olivia’s face flushed neon red, ears listening for the twins’ laughter in the distance. 

But then, a sly smile crossed her face and she made a ‘come hither’ motion that drew a moan from Alucard.

“You think you can catch the Easter Bunny? Let’s see what you got.”

And she was off, thus beginning the hunt.

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“Zaharia, look!” Vasilissa waddled up to her brother, using her dress skirt as a basket. “I found some!”

“Me too!” He gestured to the pile in his arms. “This is great! Where should we look next?”

“Hmm, how about the–?”

Squeals and laughter interrupted them, and the twins turned to find their mama–i mean, the Easter Bunny–dashing into the woods with their papa in hot pursuit. 

“Ah, Mama and Papa are playing tag again.” 

“That’s their favorite game. I never know who wins though because both are always happy when they come home.”

“Maybe they take turns seeking? So they both win?” Zaharia offered, to which Vasilissa nodded.

“I guess so. Well, let’s keep looking and wait for them to get back.”

And the two wandered off to continue hunting for eggs while their parents took part in their own hunt.

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Petrichor: A L’amour Et Mort Side Story

This takes place after Chapter 36

After their flight around Paris, Olivia bashfully bid him goodnight before diving under the covers and curling into a ball. 

As for Alucard,, he laid in his coffin and stared into the darkness while idly tracing a finger over his lips. 

Since realizing he was in love with Olivia, Alucard knew he was venturing into dangerous territory. His sole priority–his very reason for being–was to serve the Hellsing family. 

Yet, this young woman who had started as only a source of curiosity had carved out a place for herself in his soul, and he found his thoughts drifting her way more often than was appropriate. 

But he served only one master, so he kept a tight leash on his bothersome feelings while also teasing her a bit–if only because her annoyed expression lit a flame in his veins. 

Yet, there were times where his grip slacked and Alucard indulged these feelings with lingering touches and indirect kisses. 

That was all he permitted himself because he couldn’t allow himself to cross that line.

Not because kissing her would be a betrayal to his loyalties to Hellsing but…..because he wasn’t worthy of such an honor. 

He was a pathetic,cowardly dog and defiling her lips with his filth was too great of a sin. 

But that didn’t stop him from imagining though.

And so, Alucard forced himself to be content with these miniscule luxuries but then the unexpected happened.

Olivia had kissed him. 

She had pulled him close, teased him about his chaste behavior, and kissed him with those luscious lips that had occupied his daydreams. 

And it was better than anything he could’ve imagined. 

Now that Olivia had breached the metaphorical line, the chains binding the wolf were gone and he pounced towards the enticing rabbit.

His desires would no longer be sated with indirect kisses and if it were not for Olivia’s temper at being awoken, he would slithered into bed with her and begged for more. 

So Alucard waited for the first sign of morning to peek through the window before springing up and reaching for her–only to find the bed empty and noise drifting from the bathroom. 

He found her sweeping the broken mirrors shards into a pile, still in her nightgown. So absorbed into her work, Olivia had yet to notice him so Alucard leaned against the doorway and watched her.

“Ms. Chevalier will be upset that I ruined her mirror.” Olivia muttered, running a hand through her chopped hair. “As well as being confused regarding where all my hair went.” Heaving a sigh, she continued her work before pausing suddenly. 

Alucard was about to speak up when a blush grew across her cheeks, and he felt his throat close as she raised a trembling hand to her lips. 

Then, as she traced the plump skin, she had the audacity to smile and let out a giggle that made him rip off handfuls of the doorframe. 

“WHAT THE–?!” Olivia leapt back, eyes wide as she took in a ravenous looking Alucard who was clutching chunks of broken wood in his hands. “What on Earth did the doorframe do to you?! Are you trying to get us into trouble?! Ms. Chevalier was kind enough to give us this room and now we are destroying everything left and right and—what are you doing?”

Charging forward, Alucard fell to his knees before her and buried his face against her abdomen, his breathing ragged. 

“You cruel woman,” He growled, nose trailing up towards her sternum. “Stimulating my appetite so early in the day.”

“Wh–What–What did I do?!” Olivia could feel steam shooting from her ears as the fearsome No Life King nuzzled against her like a lovesick puppy. 

And Oh Gosh, she was actually liking it!

“Ngh–We–We need to go eat breakfast!” Olivia stuttered out, halfheartedly trying to pry him off. “And we have so much to do today so c’mon on! Get up and let’s…..” The words died at her lips as Alucard raised his head and locked eyes with her. “Let’s…..” Her hands were cupping his face, her heart doing flips as he nuzzled into her touch. “We….need….to….” His face was getting closer to hers, both their eyes fluttering shut in unison. “We…..”

And their lips met, extinguishing any further arguments or petition for breakfast.

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Alucard, upon coming home: *on his knees and kissing up Olivia's legs, whispering vows of passion and adoration in Romanian*

Olivia, standing there with a plate of waffles: did you get the syrup like I asked?

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Olivia wearing a dress that shows off side boob and Alucard becomes like a medieval peasant who drank McDonalds Sprite for the first time