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Koda and Mize perform a cute ritual - they decorate Kelly's body, as if "greeting" his future foal🌿
I drew DMC3 Vergil and Dante looking down on us then turned it into a meme because why not. 🥴
It’s an inside joke for a Discord server that I joined 😅.
Alucard x reader
Part.3
Pt.1 P.2 - Pt.4 Pt.5
Tags/warnings: suggestive garden scene, nudity, talk of mythological creatures. A bit of Castlevania lore lmao. YEARNING (he wants u so bad it's crazy.)
The lush flowers and blossoming trees that grew in the valley with the castle seemed to mimic the likes of you. It is as if the land, even as far as this was from your home, seems to recognize you as their liege. The mute colored moss hung from the trees and swayed with the wind, his touch was gentle and caring, yet he was yearning and reaching for something that was finally possible. Love
After a few more painfully successful tests you had allowed Alucard to conduct on you to rule out all other possibilities about what you were exactly, it was finally confirmed. You were a nymph, not a fae, not a lele, and not a pixie or a fairy. But it was rather unclear what genus and class you were. You and Alucard talked about it a bit more and read over the specifications of what class you could be, and you tried to narrow it down to water, forest, anything that would make the most sense, but you didn't fall into one singular category. You talked about your experience in living with the nature around you to Alucard, even bringing up when you used to live in your old town, hoping he could help you piece it together and figure out your typing. You both derived that you manifested as a nymph from birth, and so it wasn't genetic. In the end, you both just decided that you were a mix, a hodgepodge of different types all stirred into one. The trees built you your house, caught you when you fell, and gave you shade on a hot summer's day. The beautiful gemstones and geodes were simply found wherever you went, and so were the precious metals and shiny objects. The water played with you like a little kid, tossing you around aimlessly in the air and splashing you with childlike spirit. The wind whispered and talked with you like how you would with your old townsfolk, sharing small stories and laughing when you told them back; it was never loud, but it was there nevertheless. The animals played with you and disregarded your frantic movements even when you splashed them while running through the riverbanks, the mothers’ young snuggling up to you when you'd fall asleep in the fluffy brush. You weren't a type of nymph; you were simply just a nymph.
You sat in front of Alucard in the same spot you were in when you both first stared studying the books. He gently closed the book after arriving back returning from all of the testing materials to their rightful places in their glass cases. He gestured for you to follow him, taking the book with him as he led you through the caverns of the castle. “I think you do have the healing powers, maybe just not on command,” he says with a small smile as he gestures down to your various markings where he had used spells of fire and small quantities of salt to test the book's accuracy and slim down your chances of being anything else, also burning himself a bit with the salt in the process. Your marks were already beginning to heal, which made you happy, but put you deep in thought, *When was the last time you were ever truly injured?* and you just couldn't remember. You and Alucard reach the end of what seemed like a never-ending hallway, revealing two big doors like the ones you'd entered through when you first arrived at the castle. Alucard waved his hand and the doors opened on command, slowly opening to reveal the most beautiful meadow you'd ever seen in your life. Your eyes widen as if to make an effort to capture more of the beauty all at once, the moss hangs from the blooming willow trees and exotic coloured flowers line the ground in mixed patches. There was a small trail that wasn't exactly worn but it was clear someone had walked through here a few times.
“Oh Alucard this is beautiful,” you say in a whispering voice before you take off and begin to laugh and run through the tall brush and beautiful flowers. Alucard simply smiles and watches you frolic through the plant life as he descends the steps, taking down his hair in the process. He walks along the not-so-worn path down to a large willow tree where he sat underneath, cracking open the book to the pages he was viewing at before, the chapter about Nymphs. You hear the wind, your old friend, interrupt your dilly-dallying and whisper unintelligible words to you in the direction of Alucard under the big willow tree. You stop running around and carefully approach him, walking over to him and taking a see on your knees and look at him curiously. You’d hate to admit it but you had snooped in the vampire chapter, learning a few things about them before looking for your own species. “Why aren’t you burning up? I thought that was a vampire thing,” you ask curiously. He chuckled a bit before letting out a small sigh, looking up at you to meet your gaze. “I’m a half vampire, my mother was human, my father was a vampire,” he said a bit sadly. “Well, I thought vampires were immortal? Where’s your father?” You ask without thinking much of it. “I had to kill him,” he says bluntly. “Oh,” you say back, not knowing how to react. “When he lost my mother to the church for being accused of witchcraft, he tried to kill every human in her name to avenge her, so I had to put a stop to him,” he says as if it was just another regular conversation. That hit home, you were accused of whichcraft too, what if you hadn’t escaped, what if you were killed too? Suddenly things became seemingly more beautiful now, not that you hadn’t found beauty in it all in the first place, but you were talking about your life. Here you sat, shamelessly naked in-front of a beautiful man who had brought you to his house to provide you with insight on what you even were. You sat before a once broken man, healed by his own hands, he didn’t have the company of the trees or the water, he just lived in his big castle all alone with the walls covered in the very reason why he was alone. His beauty became more apparent to you, this was a strong man, healed by sheer willpower, yet still incredibly lonely, he was someone who yearned for someone to accompany him, and rightly so.
“Join me in my castle, *Name*,” he blurted out. His cheeks tingled with a pink glow as he set the book down and perked up, slowly crawling on his hands towards you. It wasn’t predatory, nor was it lustful or malicious. This was a man whose intentions were full of pure, insatiable yearning and need—a need for company. “What?” you exclaimed in confusion. Stay with him in his castle? Stay with this beautiful, strong, kind, gentle man in his equally beautiful home full of all the literature and trinkets you could’ve ever hoped for, with endless corridors and rooms for you to explore? You weren’t making this as unappealing as you thought you were.
He gently raised himself onto his knees and slid a careful hand behind your neck and on the side of your waist, he gently lowered you down, and you complied, as if you were in a trance. Your body lay gently against the dirt clearing under the willow tree as he stood hovering over you. “*Name*, I could give you the world, I’ll take you anywhere, get you anything you desire, whatever you need I’ll provide,” he whispers out in a wanting tone. “All I’d want from you is your company,” he says as he gazed down from above you, admiring your naked body lying under his. “I’ll accommodate your every need, all I ask is that you don’t leave me. You then begin to laugh, not a loud one, just a slow, small chuckle looking up at him as the amber sunlight beamed over your body, casting a gold glow on you and lighting your eyes up. “I’ll stay with you Alucard, but under no conditions will you under for my company. I won’t accompany you simply because you promise me these things. I am not something to be bought, I’ll be with you because I know this is what’s right,” you say as you correct him, informing him that he will follow no narratives or any self-made promises just to ‘appease you’.
He seemed to let out a breath he was holding, relief flooding his body as he seemed to slump over onto you. As if he was holding onto the ledge of loneliness and he finally knew that a safety net awaited him with open arms at the bottom, you. His eyes closed and his lips crashed into yours, immediately sparking a flame in your chest. Your heartbeat sped up and you became more of a mess by the second. This wasn’t a kiss for pleasure, this was a deal-sealing kiss, Alucard's final assuring factor for him to confirm this was real. You became impossibly hot to the touch as your brain began to short-circuit. The dirt clearing became enamoured with flowers and grass, seemingly growing out from underneath you. The flowers that grew were nothing like the ones in the field. They had odd patterns and bright vivid colours, and the grass was as green as it could be. What was this vampire doing to you?
You had only talked with your mom and dad about the birds and the bees here and there, and they mostly brushed off your curious questions and said they'd teach you when you were older. Even with what little you knew, you knew that a strong man feverishly making out with a naked woman on the ground was at least going to lead to something. You meekly raise your hand to meet Alucard’s shoulder, tapping him between feverish moans and intense kisses. He rose from your face, a bit out of breath, and his face was tinted brighter than before, his brows peeking up in confusion. *Had he been too hasty? God, he was an idiot; what was he thinking-* You speak up nervously. “If you wish to take me, all that I ask is that you please be gentle,” you say as you turn your head to the side, avoiding his gaze. Alucard's face ignites in hues of deep reds and pinks. “Take you?! Darling, what do you take me for?” he says with a disbelieving tone. He then props you up, pulling you into his lap as he rests his back against the tree. “I may be a vampire, love, but I'm still a gentleman,” he says in a cocky tone as he smiles up at you. “Plus, I don't think we're quite there yet,” he says in a flustered voice. You sink forward into his shoulder to hide your embarrassed look and to shield yourself from his teasing gaze.
You haven't felt these emotions in a long long time…
PART 3 FINISHED
my oc Lucielle She's something called a satanspawn, which is what it sounds like.
She's a cambion.