So after watching Castlevania Nocturne and reading this amazing fanfic by gremlinwriter along with post-canon trephacard I have thought of something
Romantic or not, you cannot change my mind that Adrian became a wee bit protective of the Belmont family. Trevor nearly died, less than two years after his own mother died, and less than a year after he had to kill his own father.
Meanwhile Sypha is now pregnant, making her much more vulnerable as time passes. First of all no one wants her to fight anything bc of the baby, and second of all she can't bc how can you fight something when it slowly gets harder to put on shoes and walk up and down the stairs.
So I see him being the biggest mother hen. Refusing to let Trevor do anything until he's right as rain. And just hovering all over Sypha, something Trevor doesn't do bc he knows that is the quickest way to annoy her.
And when the baby is born. He's too afraid to hold them. "What if I hurt them with my nails? What if my fangs scare them? What if I drop them? What if I hold them too tight and crush them? Stop laughing Belmont! You've seen me crush a night creature's skull before!"
This lasts for days until Sypha just orders him to sit down and hold her damn baby. Which he does bc Sypha is the boss of the trio
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Could I request Alucard/Adrian with an s/o who uses food-based magic? Enlarging the food's size, turning anything she touches into food, etc.
Alucard + s/o with food magic abiliites
The smoldering embers of the battle were starting to fade as the sun came up, and the night creatures retreated back to their holds for another day. For now, these people were safe. But at what price.
“It’s hard to say how many are dead. The magistrate is going to take a roster of the town to account for who’s missing.”
“God bless bureaucracy.” Trevor scoffed at Sypha, as he coiled up his whip and put it back on his hip. “Where would we be without lists?”
“Order gives humans a sense of purpose. A sense of control.” Alucard said. Looking around at the chaos still around them and wondering how these people were going to make sense of it.
“What these people need are resources!” Trevor hissed incredulously. “They don’t need an accounting system right now. They need food, water, medicine, homes. Does anyone really think knowing who’s dead and who isn’t is going help these people when their starving because the night creatures burned down the stores & larders? It’s stupid. What we need todo is work on…where is everyone going?”
During Trevor’s rant about the system, the 3 noticed that people were starting to shuffle off to one corner. Then they were running in the same direction. It couldn’t be them running for cover, as the attacks would be quiet until nightfall, so they went to investigate.
“What’s all this?” Alucard asked as he came upon the crowd. Huddled masses pushing and shoving to get to the front where [Y/N] was standing with a larger caldron, doling out what appeared to be soup.
“Wait your turn!”
Alucard glared at the nasty, but most likely just desperate man, who yelled at him. But before he could say anything [Y/N] called out, “hey! None of that! There’s enough for everyone so if you all remain patient and kind to one another, you’ll all get some.”
The trio didn’t bother with the crowd anymore and just circled around to [Y/N]. “Seriously, what is all this?”
“These people were hungry. I wanted to help.” They replied. Never stopping in their stirring or dispensing of soup.
“Where did you get the stuff to make it?” Sypha asked. “I thought the night creatures burned down the long-term stores and most of the provisions yesterday.”
“They did. But they didn’t get everything. And where there’s a little hope…” They picked up one sad looking carrot in their hand and, soon enough, the carrot had turned as big & plump as any prize-winning root at the fair. “We can all get by.”
Alucard smiled softly. He forgot, sometimes, that the had a knack for ‘food magic’. An odd, mostly unpracticed type of magic that used organic ingredients as their source. It was similar to potion making but with the trick they had developed for actually alternating the organic source’s size. He usually forgot since he didn’t need to eat often, and it wasn’t a magic that came up in battle, but of what a joy it was to have it after the battle it seemed.
“So, this is what you’ve been doing for the past few hours?” Alucard asked softly. Suddenly noticing the people outside the line with bowls and warmed faces.
“I’m…not as good at fighting the good fight as the rest of you.” [Y/N] said, sounding a little dejected. “But this is something I can do. Something I can do to help keep people safe.” They smiled at a young boy, dirty from the streets and probably hiding in a safe hole, as he gleefully took his soup and ran off. “I know it’s not much, but I want to help where I can.”
“It’s a lot.” Trevor pipped up suddenly. Getting all the group’s attention, as he had for once been positive on the situation. “I’ll go find what I can when I’m searching the perimeter. See if there’s anything else they missed.”
“Me too. I’ll see if there’s any other dishes we can find that aren’t broken. Maybe linens for bandages? I can help with that.”
Sypha and Trevor took off on their missions, but Alucard stayed behind. “It’s not nothing you know.” He told them when they were alone. Getting [Y/N]’s full attention for a moment as they looked at him. “It’s not nothing to help people. I can’t help people. Only protect. They aren’t the same thing, and…I don’t have a pure heart like you do to do it.”
[Y/N] blushed at Alucard’s compliment, and he leaned down to kiss their cheek before he left them to get back to their work. He had his own work to do, getting through the next wave. But between all of them maybe this town would make it.
In any case, for now, at least these people had a hot meal and peace of mind. If only just for a moment.
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Ok so, I like everyone else on the planet am obsessed with the new Castlevania series rn ( Richter has my whole heart) and obvi I am so happy Alucard is back. I will say, seeing my boy so devoid of color and only his golden eyes still so deep makes me so emo. He used to have a yellow cloak and even though he was half Vampire he still looked alive and had a bit of color in his skin. Now after being alone for so long he looks so much more ethereal and angelic but so much less alive. Basically what I’m saying is that the artists are killing it with the non verbal storytelling and I will not be happy ever again until my boy cracks a smile and flips someone off.
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