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@trephacardweek
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Another upcoming event!!
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For folks still looking for more seasonal CV ship event love, there's @striganaweek happening right now and @gretacardweek just a few days away!
The outlines of my last drawing came out really clean, so I thought that I might share :)
Here is the full resolution ( 9000x5000px, it is biiig)
Everyone who likes can color this!
you can change the size or parts of the lines if you want to, I do not mind. You are also allowed to share this on every website. Please, do not erase the credit!
Message me when you are done ,I would love to see what you can make out of this! :D
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Aaaaaand that's a wrap! (For now)
A huge Thank You to everyone who participated and contributed to Trephacard Week, you all made a lot of great stuff (the AO3 Collection alone has 44 fics as of this post)!!! For anyone who would still like to contribute (or if there's stuff we missed) please feel free to tag us @trephacardweek so we can find your pieces!
ALSO.
Perhaps
Some tentative plans to do this again next year in July, to coincide with the 5th anniversary of the Netflix series...
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
For the “free space” of Trephacard Week.
There’s a bit of fluff, and then there’s some shameless smut cus I had to honor some art by @bornfreakdraws hope you like it, yo <3
Anyway this is it, survived the event even if this is one day late!
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Finishing up Trephacard Week with a cute little modern-era college AU! An unfortunate walk-in incident turns into the catalyst for a long-overdue conversation about feelings.
Loving parents and their sleepy baby~💕
( for an art giveaway I did on Twitter and also my entry for @trephacardweek )
So I was going to do a piece for Day 1 of @trephacardweek (sunrise) but life got hectic and I couldn’t get the coloring right, so I only got this far.
Tbh I don’t really like this lineart that much, but I figured I would post it anyway. Anyone’s free to color it, just tag me so I can see!
My contribution for Day 1: Sunrise/Sunset of @trephacardweek! Angst, fluff and kisses, set after the end of S2, 2.8k words.
Read here on on AO3!
The place is a mess.
There really is no better way to put it. By the time the fight is over, and all the vampires and their monster pets are dead, and Dracula is a miserable pile of ash on the floor of Alucard's childhood bedroom, there’s really nothing left but rubble and collapsed walls, torn carpets and scorched tapestries.
Trevor and Sypha walk through the castle, just to make sure there's nothing left to kill, and to assess the damage. The inner mechanism of the castle has been pretty much melted to nothing, something that Trevor doesn’t fail to point out to Sypha.
She, of course, conveniently deflects his point. Trevor laughs quietly at that, at the way her pretty brow wrinkles and her chin tilts up in defiance as she thoroughly rejects the notion. After this, they fall silent again. Trevor doesn’t really feel like talking in this place. The silence is thick, swallowing up their words.
When all three of them gather at the castle’s expansive main hall, the sun’s already hovering above the mountain peaks in the east. Pale light floods the torn up hall, casts shadows on the piles of fallen stone and the half-burned portraits that are scattered on the floor. The sky beyond the tall entrance is painted in reds and golds, pinks and ambers, and the birds hidden in trees beyond the castle are twittering cheerfully into the approaching dawn.
It’s somehow the bleakest sunrise Trevor has ever seen.
Day 7
For the last day of @trephacardweek , here is the free day prompt with snuggles by the fire. AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34774045
The Danesti village was one rich with a faith and history that tied back to the ancients. Though all three were not much followers of faith as others in Wallachia were, there was something they started to believe in now.
Neither of the three had much of a faith to believe in, let alone one to call their own. Maybe they did, once upon a time during less heartbreaking times, but it seemed to be more of a beautiful lie for the three of them.
Now, things were different. There was something to look forward to. There were people they could call a community, a permanent home for once and not filled with the shells of tragedies. It was not a church or any institution or religion they pledged themselves to.
It was to the people, to themselves, to each other, and to the newest member of the family that was to be born. That was their faith. The son of Dracula, the son of the Belmonts, and the daughter of Speakers were loyal to each other, and that was all that mattered.
What got them up every day, and kept them as the driving force, was each other. Maybe love was the right word, or maybe it wasn’t. It was something deeper than that. A bond that they felt was only budding, and would last for quite a few centuries if allowed the time to flourish.
On a particularly cold night, the villagers had bunkered down in their homes and beds to stay warm as winter made her way. Even though they were settled closely together by the fire, the dhamphir looked upon the sight that made him warmer than any fire could stoke.
On his right, the head woman of their new village that thawed his heart and reminded him of what it meant to love again. On his left, the Belmont and Speaker magician who gave him the motivation to fight and love with their child, his godchild, nestled safely between them all.
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For the “ice” prompt of Trephacard Week.
In which Sypha has feelings about winter, and also a lot of fun. Featuring their baby, cus I love Simona so damn much.
Better a late post than no post, tho the fic went up yesterday.
Baby Steps
For day 7 of @trephacardweek.
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Fandom: Castlevania (Netflix series)
Relationship: Alucard/Trevor/Sypha
Rating: T (Some canon-typical violence, language)
Word Count: 6,701
Summary:
“And the sunlight clasps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what is all this sweet work worth, if thou kiss not me?” – Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love’s Philosophy
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Trephacard + first kisses
[Read here on ao3]
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aw man :( worked on this so long, and it looks so.. not good :(. I said I won’t draw Alucard till I’m better, but here I am. Sorry Alucard and the others it’s kinda embarassing because I improved again since I draw this.
It looks great!
For trephacard week Day 5 Travel/Journey/Lost
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In collaboration with @ecastle_vania
She wrote the accompanying fanfic "Where you are, is where I belong"
“Stay,” Trevor murmured, voice thick with sleep. “I’m not going anywhere,” Alucard promised quietly, bringing the edge of his coat over his lap. He moved slowly, not wanting to further disturb his friends as he settled back into place. When he stilled, he felt Trevor nuzzle the spot between his shoulder blades and sigh contentedly. Radiant joy like warm sunshine on a river stone heated through the dhampir and he smiled, turning slightly to catch sight of the shaggy brown hair out of the corner of his eye. “Sleep well darlings,” he whispered.
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Content: [NSFW] [Mild Kink—Blood, Pain]
Alucard’s first time bottoming for Trevor and Sypha.
Day 6
(Will update to AO3. Day 6, prompt 6 of @trephacardweek that mirrors the Trio’s spiritual elements.)
Fire was seen as an unbridled force of nature that was coveted but feared by most. It gave warmth and helped paved the way for civilizations to be built. But it was also a force of destruction, one that scorched the earth in its wake.
Trevor and his family were the famed monster hunters and destroyers, once the hunters who became the hunted. All he ever knew in this life was destruction and chaos, but now it was a new life that awaited him. One without constantly grabbing at a sword or whip, but other hands that welcomed and loved him.
Ice was always unyielding, steadfast and rigid in wherever it rooted unless otherwise. Alucard would try and tell himself that it was just a task he would complete, then go back to whatever idle life he could salvage. He never asked for this, never wanted to accept the worst that could and did happen to him. He pretended not to care or hear, but he knew what it meant to be the “cold spot” in the room.
Being the “other” was not favorable and it left him feeling wanting. Now the wanting became the wanted. He had a people, just as his mother did, and the loves of his life that were going to stay from here on out.
Lightning only meant a foreboding sense of justice, it lit the skies and struck at the earth sometimes sparking the flames that gave way to fire’s power. A spark that would light up the night. Sypha’s burning heart to help and protect the innocent fueled her more than her fear ever did. What others saw as just a small woman, Trevor and Alucard saw the brightest of them both.
Call it naïve of them, but the Speaker woman had a heart that burned for the three of them. A spark that reignited their faith in each other, and the last sliver of hope to fight the good fight till the end.
When all three were together, it was unparalleled forces of nature that nothing else could rival. It was a bond that was intertwined before their time, and it was one that was set to last a lifetime. Three in one, and one that were more than their bloodlines or what others wanted them to be.
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For the “lost” prompt of Trephacard Week.
It’s just crack. Adrian briefly held the braincell here, like, for maybe 5 whole minutes.
Back with more cute shit tomorrow.