IT'S NOT THE DYING THAT FRIGHTEN US

IT'S NEVER HAVING STOOD UP AND FOUGHT FOR YOU.

[aquilaofarkham]

*hands you a microorganism trevor* *hands you a microorganism trevor* *hands you a microorganism trevor* *hands you a microorganism trevor*

[aquilaofarkham]

the kill dracula trio has a billion brain cells but 999,999,998 of them belong to sypha while trevor and alucard share the last two

[bintilleil-deactivated20200510]

I have decided to no longer conceptually exist. Please put all memories and thoughts you have of me in the bin as you leave!

[delug-e-deactivated20181001]

i may look bad but i also feel bad

[bazptich]

that’s valid laura

[opalescentmist-deactivated20170]

Hello I just wanted to tell everyone I'm EXTRA sensitive and EXTRA dramatic

[pochacco]

i am stupid for free. no one pays me to be this stupid and i think that’s very brave

[cephalotodd-deactivated20190310]

literally the only good het ships are the ones where the guy is absolutely dedicated to the woman and adores and respects her and knows she’s way cooler than he is and that’s why he loves her. and also she tops him regularly

[turing-tested]

sorry for being blasphemous on main or whatever

[coolartcorner]

sometimes you just shouldnt give a fuck!!!!

act on impulse! be an animal! eat some trash! have no god!

[onlyrpmemes]

Send me a ‘🎨’ for an aesthetic or mood collage for our muses.

If applicable, send a verse too!

[ephemeralhorror]

"if you could have any videogame ability what would it be?"

[aspectofachilles]

[vestigeson-blog]

@sypha-belnades​

The sun hung low in the sky, some of its light still slipping between the leaves of trees as Trevor stoked at a small fire.

It was quiet between him and Sypha, both focused on their individual task.  Well, he assumed Sypha was focused, while he was in turmoil over his own inability to be of help.

He looked away from the growing flames towards the other, noticing her hunched form and slight sway, and the way her brow glistened in the warm light.   She didn’t look good.  She hadn’t for a while.  And he had no way of helping it.

And Trevor wanted to be helpful.  His stomach wrung itself in a strange ways as he noticed the darkness under her eyes and the sickly pallor to her skin. He bit down on the inside of his cheek and looked away, stoking at the fire again.  He racked his brain for any useful knowledge on how to aid Sypha.

He had some medicinal training, of course, but the extent of that was mostly to physical injuries.  To stop bleeding, setting a broken bone, things like that.

Not….common place ailments that left him feeling entirely useless and frustrated from his inability to help.

Trevor huffed in frustration and tossed the stick he was using into the flames, before sitting himself into the grass.  He rubbed his hands across his face, spying at Sypha through his fingers and the flames.

“Those plants going to be of any help?“ he asked, disturbing the silence between them.

[vestigeson-blog]

trevor - sypha - alucard

[rpxdeas]

Send 💐 for a starter with our muses in an arranged marriage.

[antifajanitor]

Mr Belmont‘s been drinkin that Respect Sypha Juice

[vestigeson-blog]

alucard: [posts picture of trevor] uhg were can i find a guy like this

trevor: hey

alucard: no

trevor: im literally the guy in the pic