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[valmanway]

𝕎𝔼𝕃ℂ𝕆𝕄𝔼   𝕋𝕆   𝕄𝕐   𝔹𝕃𝕆𝔾.   you have entered upon a private & selective revamped blog for Alucard from castlevania / netflixvania.   please read this post before continuing on your path. 

firstly, this blog largely follows the events of castlevania three and symphony of the night, as well as numerous headcanons across my blog that have been written since 2017. some of these are subject to change as i digest season 4, such as the addition of greta. 

on this subject, i will not automatically ship with greta blogs without prior planning/plotting and conversation. however, i do consider this to be one of his canon relationships throughout his life, and i do acknowledge the children that call him father.  

while i hate season three, i do acknowledge the trauma he experienced from killing his father that propelled him into the fourth season. i do not acknowledge the sloppiness of season 3′s focus on sexual assault trauma, let alone the grotesque plot. 

on this blog, i am a fan of the following ships: alucard/maria (post-game), alucard/greta, sypha/alucard, shanoa/alucard and trevor/alucard. my portrayal of alucard is that he is demisexual. 

my alucard does drink blood when food is not available, or as according to the cd drama, when the need gets to be too great. he is still a damphir, and still has the baser instincts of a vampire. i do not acknowledge the point in the netflix series that says vampires can eat normal food, as it detracts from the actual horror of vampirism. 

my psd was made by jaynedits! it is ‘killer bees’, but has been heavily edited into a different color scheme. my graphics were all made by me.  

soon to have: a carrd or google doc.

[valmanway]

anyway, like this to plot.

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what if i

[valmanway]

𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑.

PAIN AND SADNESS BLEED THROUGH THIS CONFESSION, something that has been broken cannot be fixed again ( when your heart is made of two parts, one day, one of them will tear down its reflection ). Recognizing that agony - a silent martyrdom that builds itself on the back of its bearer - there’s a cross they tried to make him carry that is breaking his soul and spine, but that still can be shared. A SIGH ROLL OUT OF HIS LIPS, icy blue eyes opened to the reality and Truth : the consequences of this unholy war still rages years after it was supposedly won, plaguing a child and a million souls in the most vicious way. And he understands, for once, he truly does, but he still cannot forget what has been and who he served ( justice was sought, only not in a proper way ).

—— Think about what grief made you do. What it made me do. Grief takes. It kills. “ ITS PRICE PAYED IN BLOOD, it is for the best that they did what they had to do : but despite God and justice, despite pure intentions and revenge, a murder remains a murder ( it forever stains your soul and hands with red ). —— Don’t get me wrong, we had to stop them, Isaac, Dracula… But still, through our actions, we can understand them. The only difference between them and us is that we killed in the name of peace. “

                         the  wound  is  far  too  fresh,  opened  with  every  reminder  and  word.  hector’s  home  had  become  this  castle.  it  seemed  only  right  that  he  should  have  free  roam  of  it.  whether  or  not  the  two  should  be  in  contact  however,  that  had  yet  to  be  seen.  

adrian  had  already  decided  on  his  next  move  besides  the  fact.  that  he  would  enclose  himself  in  a  coffin  nearby  and  make  the  place  his  tomb.  that  there,  beneath  the  earth,  he  should  wait  in  hiding  to  seclude  himself  and  the  last  breath  of  dracula’s  blood  that  flowed  within  his  veins.  

❝ i  see...  then  how  will  you  live  with  yourself? ❞  adrian’s  low  timbre  betrays  no  emotion.  ❝ don’t  mistake  my  inquisition  for  concern.  but  you  paint  yourself  a  monster  and  lie  in  beds  of  human  make.  tell  me,  devil  forgemaster,  where  does  the  line  need  be  drawn?  

       are  our  actions  more  easily  forgivable  because  of  the  mortal  blood  that  runs  through  our  veins?  do  we  each  not  deserve  the  same  grisly  fate? ❞

[incorrectssbuquotes]

Richter: Do vampires bite people and then use their fangs as a straw to suck up blood or do they just bite the person and slurp up the blood?

Alucard: Why did you pull me out of the shower for this?

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taking from show canon, adrian has an unnatural memory and can remember nearly anything he hears or reads. he speaks fluent  italian, english, spanish, french, leonese, asturian, valencian, gascon, dalmatian, istro and daco romanian, aromanian, latin, megleno-romanian, chaldaic, some enochian sentences and several dead occult languages. it’s safe to assume that he also becomes/is a polymath like his father. 

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“Alucard, they called me. The opposite of you. Mother never liked that. Did you know that? She hated the idea that I might define myself by you. Even in opposition to you. She loved us both, enough that she wanted us to be our own people, living our own lives…making our own choices. And so, here I am… choosing to honor my mother by killing my father. No longer Adrian Tepes. Choosing to be Alucard of Wallachia, the name of my mother’s people. I’m sorry, Mother.”

[valmanway]

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖.

       “Oh, believe me when I say it will be difficult to forget. My human years are still quite fresh in my mind. Though I suppose that makes sense. I assume I’m a bit younger than most of your father’s subjects.”

       He’d heard whisperings and rumors about Alucard, but speaking with him directly and finding him so pleasant seemed strange, somehow. Bartholomew had expected someone more… fearsome.

       “Your father may impose this ‘culture’ on us, but it doesn’t seem to have effected you as much as the others. Forgive my boldness, but you remind me more of humans I’ve known than of vampires. It’s refreshing, actually. Most vampires are much colder to me.”

              its  far  less  insulting  when  a  human  points  out  this  flaw.  a warmth inside of him that stems from the blood of his mother and the ancestors to her name. alucard reaches up to subconsciously tug his jacket closed, looking at the vampire with an uncanny chill in his gaze. 

he’s listened to him thus far.  spoken about the political cultures and nuances of vampire kind.  but it is only when his human characteristics are discovered that he reverts to his usual iciness. 

❝ i am half-human, ❞  he confesses, lifting his head higher.  ❝ my mother was a practitioner of physic.  my father married her, and she imparted a great deal of knowledge and sentiment to me when i was still a child. ❞

[valmanway]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀.

❝    the  monster  he  was .    ❞    necessary  correction,   she  thinks,   with  a  delivery  as  stern  as  always,   betrayed  only  by  a  mere  hint  of   SCORN   inherit  to  discussion  of  such  a  matter .    no  wish  to  remember,   to  rethink  the  man  behind  the  monster .    once,   a  naive  youth  who  did  not  grasp  the  SINS  of  her  forefathers  imagined  pathways  to  redemption,   serving  the  species  he  sought  to  DESTROY   ;   but  it  was  unwilling,   just  further  fuel  for  the  fire  of  his  anger .    now,   a  woman  aged  not  by  time,   but  by  sights  indescribable,   she  understands  where  it  ALL  went  wrong .

her  ancestors  were  power-hungry  fools,    &  integra  payed  their  debt  by  driving  her  family’s  sabre  through  the  heart  of  their  work .

❝    ——-   i  trust  you  understand  i  have  very  little  wish  to  speak  more  on  this,   but  don’t  make  a  habit  of  idolizing  my  ancestry .    mankind  can  be  just  as  beastly .    ❞

               aureate  eyes  flicker  like a  flame  threatening  to  die.  alucard’s  brow  deepens  with  crease  and  wrinkle.     ❝ yes, was. ❞     there’s  a  bitterness  to  his  voice  that  is  without  an  edge.  for  as  glad  as  he  is  that  this  ordeal  is  over,  he  cannot  help  but  mourn  the  man.  

he  sits  for a  moment  in  silence,  glancing  over  the  neatly  tidied  shelves  and  vacuumed  carpets.  finally,  he  turns  back  to  sir  integra. 

❝ forgive  my  misplaced  enthusiasm,  but  i’ve  been  alive  a  long  time. and  i  have  seen  and  aided  those  who  both  succeeded  and  failed  in  destroying  dracula.  i  ask  you  to  understand  my  hesitance  for  an allegedly  permanent  solution.  ❞    he says,   ❝  it  is  only  natural  that  those  hopeful  will  look  to  you  and  the  mantle  you  stood  for  now  that  the  vampire  killer  is  all  but  unobtainable. ❞  though  alucard  felt  somewhat  RESPONSIBLE  for  the  neglect  that  lead  up  to  that  hurdle. 

[valmanway]

alucard as a child had so much hair that it often puffed up around his shoulders and fell in thick ringlets around his waist. brushing it was hard and often a task left to his mother from how many knots would naturally occur in the curls.

[valmanway]

I was going to do this on anon bc I'm shy but since you've turned it off I guess I just have to do it without and be brave lol....I know I JUST started following you, but from what I've already read, and looked over on your blog, i LOVE your portrayal and i'm so so so excited that I'm following you. <3333

Honestly, thank you so much for these sorts of messages! I’ve been extremely down lately (cyclical depression, its a debbie downer!) and receiving these sorts of messages puts life back into me and makes me glad to be here. i’m really sorry this took me so long to get to, but i cannot thank you enough for your kindness. 

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favorite lit quotes ➤ vicious, v.e. schwab

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I’m not an echo but the continued prayer of someone lost and unconcerned with bewilderment.

15-word myth #14

[valmanway]

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋‌:

       “ Well—! One way to find out !” She trails off before gently taking a hold of his hand,                 urging him forward. Tempting him into the sea.  

his heels dig into the fine sand like knives. aside from the fact that he is wearing more than a trace amount of leather, he isn’t sure that she understands his point.  “ i’ve never met a creature so equally curious of my condition as they were eager to kill me; vampires can’t cross running water. ”  [ but perhaps i am able?  i am half human...  but the ferryman... ]

[valmanway]

honestly, as much as alucard tries to distance himself from dracula, he still has most of dracula’s abilities as a vampire with VERY LITTLE fallout. not only can he turn into mist, a bat, a wolf at will?? but he can use the same fire-based magic and literally hurl fireballs at people, as well as control certain objects through telekinesis. HE CAN HOVER and jump very high. he holds immortality and incredibly strength when compared to humans and, for all his attempts to not feed, still requires blood to survive. the usual weapons like holy water and the powerful projectile ‘cross’ would probably still hurt him... sure, he can go into sunlight, eat human food, is weaker than full-blooded vampires in strength. but for all intents and purposes??? he’s much more vampire than human.

[valmanway]

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋‌:

@incurse​ (sc. )

        “ What do you mean you can’t swim?                                       It’s easy!”

“ for someone with fins, perhaps. ”  a trace amount of bitterness enters a melancholy song. he glances at the slow current and the stones that separate beach from sea.  “ i’m not sure if i can enter running water or not. i’ve never tried. ”