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cleonxxiv

#( you marvel at her beauty but glance at her storm. / visage. )#alright but sarah gadon as sypha's rl fc???

I’m feeling like returning to Sypha, should I??? And then write her a modern headcanon perhaps, too.

#( out of wallachia. )#i miss the only good muse I have #my other kids are all problematic

( I wanna write but I don’t want to type... the struggle. )

#( out of wallachia. )#i'm dead

priestkillcr

＂ｉ＇ｍｔｒｅｖｏｒｆｕｃｋｉｎｇｂｅｌｍｏｎｔ，ｔｈｅｍａｎｗｈｏｗｉｌｌｋｉｌｌｄｒａｃｕｌａ．＂

#( promo. )#( not mine. )#my wife and sypha's husband lmao

priestkillcr

// hoje é o aniversário de uma pessoa muito, mas muito querida pra mim. na verdade, não existe nenhum adjetivo que eu possa atrelar ao nome dela, sei lá, parece tudo muito raso pra descrever como eu me sinto em relação à kells ( @vrajiitoare & @shewolveriine ). por incrível que pareça, eu não sou muito boa com palavras, quero dizer, não quando envolve esse lance sentimental e tal. pra mim é muito mais fácil digitar um turno de vinte páginas de dois muses tretando e sentando a porrada um no outro do que tentar descrever como eu me sinto em relação às coisas. mas eu quero fazer esse esforço; porque vale à pena. eu tô escrevendo em português pq se eu mal sei me expressar no meu idioma, imagina nos outros. então vamo lá que o textão é grande.

Continuar lendo

#( mun's fave. )#olha #eu so reblogando sem nenhuma coisa escrita porque não ha palavras #nAO HA PALAVRAS PRA DESCREVER O QUE TO SENTINDO SO A MAKI SABE

setsunae

I serve no demon and I do no evil.

#( she isn't human: she is art. with a heart. / insp. )

belmont-shortcake-deactivated20

Sypha Belnades everyone

#( crack tag pending. )#but this isn't crack because it is true

morningstargifs

vrajiitoare

morningstargifs:

1x01 → 2x10

( @priestxkiller )

#( In all the world there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world there is no love for you like mine. / sypha&trevor. )#( she isn't human: she is art. with a heart. / insp. )#IF IT AIN'T THEM

( little monkey ):

Ela já deu os famosos passinhos para trás, mas está rindo. ❛ Mãezinha, você sabe como é… Vaso ruim não quebra, se tratando do papai nem rachar racha. ❜ Trevor doente? Que tipo de magia é essa?

“ Acredite, eu sei muito bem disso. Mas nem vaso ruim é invulnerável, meu bem. ” Ela suspira. “ Eu só estou tentando cuidar da saúde de vocês. ”

#belmcnts #( crack tag pending. )#( pt br. )#perceba os erros historico pq naquela epoca nem tinha noção que alcool fodia teu corpo q

darkmetamorphosis:

‘ — Compreenda, milady, isso afastaria até o mais mortal e santo dos homens ’.

“ Bom, então continua útil se afasta qualquer criatura, não acha? A depender do mortal é até bom afastar. ” Ela faz uma pausa. “ Se bem que isso nunca afastou o Trevor de mim, inclusive ele come as tortas de alho junto. ”

#darkmetamorphosis #( crack tag pending. )#( pt br. )#casal que é casal come alho junto

bclmont respondeu seu post: Tutorial de como ser uma boa Vampire Hunter.

JADJAKJSHD COMA MUITO ALHO

“ Posso te passar as receitinha de torta de alho, bisnetinho. Só não coma perto do Alucard, ele tem nojinho. ”

#bclmont #( crack tag pending. )#( pt br. )#somebody stop me

darkmetamorphosis respondeu seu post: Tutorial de como ser uma boa Vampire Hunter.

“Sabe que isso do alho é balela, né?”

“ Mas você tem certeza? Sempre que eu comia alho espantava os vampiros. Posso comprovar a teoria com você de cobaia? ”

#darkmetamorphosis #( crack tag pending. )#help

Tutorial de como ser uma boa Vampire Hunter.

“ Regra número um: nunca vire as costas a um vampiro. Regra número dois: coma muito alho e beba muita água benta, isso vai tornar você repelente de vampiro e vai manter seu pescocinho intacto. Regra número três: aprenda a fazer foguinho sair dos seus dedos pra incinerar as coisas. Regra número quatro: comece a rezar o pai nosso e a falar na língua dos anjos se tudo der errado ‘xalabaraxuria xerebebe’. ”

#Anonymous #( asked. )#( crack tag pending. )#( pt br. )#eu precisei #dsclp #nao consegui ser séria

Seus olhos são lindos!

“ Ah, eu agradeço pelo elogio. Meu avô sempre diz que são idênticos aos da minha mãe.. ” Ela pausa por um momento. " Mas eu nunca vi os dela, então não posso confirmar a veracidade "

#Anonymous #( asked. )#( v: tbd. )#POOR BBY #( pt br. )

( rude boy ):

& someone summoned the belmonts name. - @vrajiitoare . )

❛ I said I’m fine. I just need… ❜ He sighs, looking slightly moody. ❛ I think the chance to find a tavern in the middle of the woods is kinda nil. ❜

Despite the joke, it is clear on his face that something is wrong. It was clear in his countenance, the moment they defeated the female-shaped demon, that something awakened within him. Something painful. And as in all the times when he needs to expurge his inner demons, he gets quiet. Trevor looks for the alcohol to forget, to take away from his mind the guilt that tries to keep him trapped in his sleep every damn day. When he looks at Sypha, he feels that thing again - that restlessness, that fear.

❛ We’re gonna camp, it’s dangerous to move around at night. I’ll get some wood. ❜

Get away from her. For God’s sake, stay away from her.

“ And I don’t believe in you. You know you can trust me, Belmont. ” Sypha isn’t blind. She didn’t know him for too long to say that he was acting STRANGELY, but at least from their last few days together, Trevor was acting WEIRD. The silence that he provides to her is ODD, it bothers her. Not because of his actions, but because she feels pretty USELESS, at this point. He doesn’t TRUST her enough to share what was happening and Sypha doesn’t want to invade his space, not at all. But she wants to HELP him, it’s not the same feeling that she has when she sees someone injured because of Dracula’s demons, but instead, it is in a friendly way. Somehow, that silence coming from Trevor become MELANCHOLY, she has become used to his usual jokes && attempts to make everything noisy. “ And we can’t go back now. ” She looks behind of her backs, seeing nothing but DARKNESS and a slight cold on her spine is felt in her bones. Sypha has flames in the point of her fingers and they get INTENSE as she looks again to what is in front of her.

“ I agree, but you won’t go alone. How would you see the path without my flames? ” She sees how he implied for her to stay behind as he would go alone in the dark. Trevor could look up for himself, there was no doubt of that. But TOGETHER they were better && she wouldn’t let him go alone. “ I’m coming with you. ”

#priestxkiller #( there are flowers still blossoming in the ashes. / main. )#( interaction. )#*come on rude boy boy plays in the back*

( MISTER OF ALL EVIL ):

@vrajiitoare !!!

‘ Your pathetic ‘ tricks ’ will not work. ❜ Chaotic flames burn the ice that ensnared his leg to the floor. Little did he feel of the cold spell, in fact: he’d become numb to the pain. The blaze consumes his body, and he prepares to take aim.

For a moment, the sorceress is frozen in front of Dracula’s self. She studied him for months before the confront && right now the AIR on her lungs seemed more like SMOKE. It was FEAR, only a fool wouldn’t feel such feeling by facing a creature so POWERFUL like Drácula. “ Pathetic... Is your blindness. ” Her voice is deep, she is draining all her ENERGY to keep him from hurting herself && to gain time for Trevor and Alucard. “ You use violence... you use violence against violence... This makes you no different from them. ” Her words are SHARP, however, she has no intention to give him a LECTURE. She could see the CRUELTY behind his eyes, a father who hurt his own son in order to get an EMPTY REVENGE.

“ If you could only see... But you won’t listen either. ” She feels the HEAT of his flames right on her skin, the only thing holding it to get to her is her solid wall made of ICE. Sypha never liked of HURTING anybody, but it wasn't like she had a CHOICE. Ice was her defense against him && since flames didn’t seem t have any effect on him, she still had something else to FIGHT, to hold him while Trevor && Alucard wasn’t there. In the point of her fingers, something like static electricity begins to RISE, the birth of a lightning spell.

#draculc #( there are flowers still blossoming in the ashes. / main. )#( interaction. )#All I see is Sypha getting killed tbh

fuckingladies:

@vrajiitoare // s.c

‘ Você tem que admitir. Eu estou ficando cada vez melhor nisso. ‘

“ Certamente a concepção do que é melhor é relativa. ” A voz de Sypha carrega um tom de sarcasmo quase explícito, assim como a expressão disposta em sua face, o pleno desgosto em relação à VAMPIROS. “ Você está entre a cruz e a estaca, quase literalmente. ” Do outro lado da rua, a Igreja brilhava majestosamente. Sypha não possuía simpatia pelos religiosos, sentia quase REPULSA, na verdade. Contudo, jamais os servos de Deus deixariam uma criatura como ela correr solta pelas ruas de Wallachia. Sypha não possuía nenhuma estaca consigo, na verdade, tampouco poderia praticar magia nas portas da Igreja sem ser tão aclamada como serva do DEMÔNIO como aquela vampira, era uma ameaça vazia.

#fuckingladies #( there are flowers still blossoming in the ashes. / main. )#( interaction. )#castlevania se passa na romenia na baixa idade media s2 #por isso escolhi a kath ja que ela é imorrível #( pt br. )

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