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writing-for-me-at-this-point · 4 years

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Issac | Castlevania | Yandere HC’s

Request: Yandere issac hcs please?

Word Count: 502 words

Page Count: 1.5 pages

A.N. Here you go! Hope you enjoy these!

I S S A C

- He hates humanity.

- They are greedy, cruel, lustful, selfish, and more.

- He refuses to see the kindness, the love they can possess, any of the charity they give.

- They live as a plague on this Earth.

- But you?

- You are the oasis in the desert.

- A diamond in the rough.

- Seeing you assist Dracula in the fall of humanity only has him yearn for you even more.

- He watches you from afar, interacts with you naturally, but inside he's burning to take you away.

- Your interactions with him also hold a deeper meaning, he's analyzing you, watching how you react to certain topics- he wants to know everything about you.

- Every small habit, every tick, every damn thing.

- What makes your eyes flutter in amazement? What makes you lean into his touch more? What makes you sigh in relief? Makes you trust him and only him? Makes you bend at his will?

- Takes pleasure in seeing you happy, when he makes you happy.

- He will visit you at night, and take walks through the castle with a hand on your hip, and talk with you about anything and everything.

- You and his work are the only things on his mind.

- Will watch you enchant his night creatures with the most serene look on his face.

- You make his creations stronger, durable, harsher.

- You help him create something beautiful.

- Will "guide" you in the right directions.

- You make the decisions you want, yes they favor Issac, but he is logical and reasonable.

- Of course you'd listen to him.

- Just like he wants.

- Uses anything he can to get into your good graces.

- When Alucard, Trevor, and Sypha make their way into the castle, he starts to lose it.

- He won't let you fight, he didn't let you talk to Carmilla and Hector due to being suspect, but this?

- He isn't letting you die.

- His loyalty to Dracula works out for him.

- And you're both sent to the desert.

- This is the most quiet you've seen him.

- Talks only to check on you, and he refuses to care for himself at times, but once you get to the oasis and see him snap.

- You're scared of him just a bit more.

- The small army that follows you though?

- It keeps you safe, he keeps you safe, and you know this is your best choice.

- What would happen if you left? A young man/woman traveling alone?

- The horrors you would face?

- Monsters or humans? Both are equally as terrifying.

- But Issac?

- He cares for you... yes, he does.

- He knows everything there is about you, he does what he does to keep the both of you safe.

- Yes, you hold a bit of fear, but the safe feeling he gives you?

- He makes sure you know that he will follow you anywhere.

- You are his and he is yours.

- On Earth.

- And in hell.

- And heaven forbid anyone who wishes to separate you two.

#reader insert #x reader #castlevania x reader #castlevania imagine #Castlevania reader insert #castlevania x y/n #castlevania x you #issac x reader #castlevania imagines #castlevania issac #castlevania issac x reader #issac x you #tw: yandere

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gotinterest · 4 years

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Every season of Castlevania since the first one has just had me asking “Ok but what was the point?” It genuinely feels like they did everything they could to tear apart everything that was established in season 1.

Like the whole thesis of the show as established in season 1 was that, despite everything bad in the world, despite how shitty people can be, they can CHANGE. They can be better. That it’s often systemic issues- fear stoked by greedy, corrupt, and manipulative entities like the Catholic Church- which lead people to be cruel. But there are still good people. Many people are just as much victims of cruelty as any other and, when given the opportunity to change things for the better, or shown the truth, will change.

The entire rest of the show seems to have an utter disdain for humanity in general and treats people as a whole as either wicked at heart and too scared, ignorant, or stupid to meaningfully change or bodies to be killed and torn apart in graphic, horrific ways. “Goodness” is rare and only reserved for those clever enough to be deemed valuable or likable by the writers.

The only story line in the show that even TRIES to keep with the original thesis of season 1 is Isaac’s and even then the writer’s fumble by making Isaac act irrationally. As fun as the “you are all so rude” line is, it makes no sense. Isaac isn’t an idiot. He should know that people won’t trust you and will be understandably terrified of you if you show up with an army of man eating monsters. That’s a perfectly reasonable reaction.

And even in Isaac’s story line, people in general are presented as just... meat. Castlevania post season 1 does very little to humanize the common people. In season 1, we had the nameless woman who went to leave flowers for Lisa, the Seekers who stayed among the people to help heal them and take care of them. Even the people in the city were given a bit more humanity. Trevor actually talked to them, you could see that they were suffering and scared. When they found out the truth, they immediately sided with him and banded together to defend themselves against the demons.

Post season 1, all of the “good” commoners are either presented as clever, unique people or turn out to be just as given to fear, ignorance, and cruelty as everyone else. You have like one or two “regular” people in season 3 who are given personalities and aren’t just meat but then they all die anyway.

How can a show argue for the innate goodness of humanity, and then either completely dehumanize or show utter disdain for the majority of humanity? Why SHOULD the main characters actually care when, as it turns out, the majority of people are just dumb or mean sheep, anyway? Why should the AUDIENCE care? It feels like the show just has bad things happen for shock value rather than to advance any ideas. Like, please tell me what the point was of Hector’s entire arc in season 3? WHAT WAS THE POINT?

#castlevania

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the-daylight-here · 5 years

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Dear me, dear you. Thank you for yandere Lotor stuff. Would it be alright to also ask you for yandere headcanons for Netflix Castlevania cast? Specifically Alucard, Hector and Trevor? Thank you!

Alucard

Needless to say, Alucard is going to fall for someone who is similar to his mother in personality.

He is very much for a willing significant other, as most are, but it isn’t necessarily a requirement.

This is very much going to be like a beauty and the beast situation.

For whatever reason, you get yourself imprisoned by him due to your sense of justice, but he doesn’t treat you like a prisoner for the most part.

Sure, he’s cold at first, but that isn’t all there is to him.

He falls for you much quicker, if you fall for him at all.

The moment he learns you’re a curious soul, hungry for knowledge, is the exact moment, though he can’t pinpoint it himself.

He tends to put you on a pedestal regarding things you do. Trying to escape? You need some fresh air. You hit him? You’re stressed and need ‘space.’ Flinch? He may have been too rough with you lately. The list goes on.

The fun thing is he’s both delusional and lucid. He’s aware when you are both are in the wrong, but is convinced you love him too.

A good thing about Alucard is that, for the most part, you’re safe.

After all, nobody but him is even allowed to look at you.

Trevor

A more… volatile man, Trevor is bound to do something reckless. He’s protective of you, and a very good bodyguard at that.

You probably bonded over a sense of humor and a skill you had that was useful during travels. Perhaps you were a healer, adept with medicine, or someone who was fine tuned with magic, or, hell, another hunter.

It doesn’t matter, Trevor now has his sights on you.

And he feels the need to protect you.

Trevor is much more physically affectionate towards you after he falls.

Not that you mind the very large and terrifying man doting on you, but it is still unsettling.

Trevor doesn’t mince words. He says what he means unless he’s being sarcastic.

So he does tell you how he feels, he just… doesn’t give you time to accept or reject his feelings.

He kinda just scoops you up and… that’s that.

You now have a professional monster hunter as a giant guard dog.

He hardly lets you walk, let alone fall.

After all, he doesn’t want you to end up exactly like him.

Hector

Hector is much gentler than the others, and I see his beloved as a sweet, kindhearted person.

He’s obsessive, and honestly more wants to…. worship you than do normal couple things with you.

He, in all honesty, is the least likely to force you into anything aside maybe living with him.

He only gets slightly jealous, but even a sliver of jealousy can be lethal, even coming from a gentle man such as himself.

He likes caring for you, and speaks to you kindly.

But the things he says feel off.

Mostly they’re simply compliments and questions, but it feels like even if you give him one word, that slight bit of control he does seem to have will combust.

So, I do hope you are a quiet sort, dear.

#my fingers will hate me by the time i finish these #yandere blog #yandere imagines #yandere castlevania #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere hector #yandere alucard #yandere trevor #yandere alucard tepes #yandere trevor belmont #yandere castlevania x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere #yandere writing #answered asks #admin daylight #this has been in the makes for a WHILE

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vagrantblvrd · 5 years

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Burn the Stars (1/1)

Summary: Trevor meets Alfredo when he’s having one of those pesky out of mech experiences. (The kind preceded by being dropped into a combat zone as support for a Federation Militia squad who is just incompetent enough to lead them into ambush.)

Notes: This video gave me Ideas. I also borrowed elements from Titanfall 2 in this because I love that universe a lot. /o\

(Read on AO3)

Trevor meets Alfredo when he’s having one of those pesky out of mech experiences.

The kind preceded by being dropped into a combat zone as support for a Federation Militia squad who is just incompetent enough to lead them into ambush.

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While Trevor does love a good I told you so, protecting the squishy humans under his protection comes first. He covers the squad as they retreat into the underbrush and engages in good old-fashioned fisticuffs with the other pilot who has the gall to cheat by using missiles. (Uncouth.)

The Consortium's mech he goes up against is all shiny and new, most likely just off the supply ship that arrived a few days ago.

And that’s another I told you so right there, since the Militia commander in charge on this planet hasn’t been taking their warnings seriously. Seems to think a bunch of low-life mercenaries know fuck all about war. (Ironic, really, when you think about it.)

“Well now,” Trevor says, information about the mech he’s facing flashing up on a screen for him thanks to the onboard AI. Vanquisher-class combat mech, its key weak points highlighted in red. There’s...not a lot red to speak of really, which is far from ideal. “This ought to be fun.”

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Trevor wins, on a technicality.

The Consortium mech goes down, but his own is so badly damaged he has to abandon it. Pulls the AI datacore, and tucks it away all nice and safe in a handy pocket in his pilot suit. Waits until he’s at a safe distance before setting the self-destruct to make sure its chassis doesn’t fall into enemy hands.

From there -

Well.

They were dropped far behind enemy lines and Trevor’s armed with a pistol and a survival knife.

Also, he’s bleeding. (Just a little, because believe it or not, mech battles are brutal things.)

Still, he’s got all his limbs and while they’re a bit battered and bruised, they work well enough to get him started o his way back to base.

If he’s lucky, he’ll run into the militia squad. If not -

Well.

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Trevor is not lucky.

Not lucky at all.

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No, Trevor runs into a Consortium patrol instead.

Couple of ground troops perched on the shoulders of a Strider-class mech.

Lightly armored, it’s mostly used by civilian law enforcement agencies since they’re perfect for navigating city streets. The Consortium’s adapted them to support patrols on heavily forested planets like this one.

Nimble little things, really.

Terrifying when one’s coming after you, and you become so very aware of how soft and squishy you are in comparison.

Back to a cliff and the Strider looming over you with all it’s shiny weapons primed to fire, when you suddenly remember you never quite got our affairs in order. (Whoever will take care of your precious collection of leftover condiment packets from all those scrumptious MREs now?)

Trevor’s hands are in the air. He’s considering taking his chances with the drop behind him when his earpiece crackles and a voice he doesn’t know reels off a set of numbers.

Coordinates.

He has no idea what he’s supposed to do with that, when a gunshot rings out – and the Strider’s canopy spider-webs around a neat little hole just about the height where its pilot’s head should be.

There’s a moment where the Consortium troops don’t seem to know what just happened, looking around for the source of the gunshot. Haven’t realized the mech pilot is dead, that their major advantage has been taken out of the equation.

And then the sniper fires again, taking out the patrol commander and scattering the others giving Trevor the chance to escape into the forest.

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The coordinates takes Trevor to a nice little cave where by a gently babbling brook where a group of mercenaries hold him at gunpoint until the sniper makes an appearance.

The mercenaries lose interest in Trevor when the sniper ambles over with a wide grin on his face as Trevor gives him a betrayed look.

“Yeah,” he says, looking Trevor over. “I probably should have given them a head’s up about you.”

It would have been nice, yes, but -

“I mean,” Trevor says. “You did save my life. It would make me seem ungrateful if I held that against you.”

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Alfredo’s friends are more hospitable when they recognize the patch on Trevor’s shoulder, realize what he was doing out there. (Which squad he must have been with, what with chatter about it being all over their comms.)

“Your squad made it back to base safely,” Alfredo tells him, a little too casual and nonchalant. “No casualties.”

Booked it straight back to base, didn’t bother looking back, which is part and parcel with this whole war thing.

Stings a little bit more sometimes, though, when you’ve got your militia soldiers on one side of things and mercenaries like them on the other.

People fighting for their homes, their loved ones, all nice and noble. Honorable sorts, not like those dirty mercenaries. Cutthroat bastards with no loyalties to speak of to hear some people talk.

Come in with their guns and mechs. Their fancy little ships, and help the militia with their war out here. Thrown into the thick of things and expected to give their all, and treated like they have no stake in the outcome.

Like most of them are from colony worlds the Consortium has a stranglehold on, like their families aren’t involved. Like they don’t give a damn if the resistance falls, how many friends they lose, because at the end of the day they’re just chasing a paycheck.

“That’s good,” Trevor says, light and carefree. “I’d be annoyed if they hadn’t.”

Alfredo hums, and Trevor nudges him with his elbow as he pulls out his lucky coin and rolls it across his knuckles.

“Want to see a neat trick?”

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Alfredo’s group gets pulled out a week later, and Trevor goes with them. Hitches a ride here and there until he gets back to his base and Geoff yells at him for being a goddamned idiot for ten minute straight. (Trevor times it.)

He’s put on medical leave – something about injuries and parasites and tap dancing all over Geoff’s last nerve.

Gets drafted to deal with Geoff’s paperwork that piled up in Trevor’s absence because Geoff was too busy trying to get answers out of the militia about his whereabouts. (Very secret, hush-hush, mission that needed a mech to them take out a weapons depot before they walked right into an ambush.)

“Trevor,” Gavin says, sidling up to him with this gleam in his eye that means trouble. “What do you thing would happen if we - “

And Trevor, who’s been eye-deep in paperwork and red tape for days now, turns to him and grabs him by the shoulders.

“I have no idea, Gavin,” he says, very much aware he sounds a bit unhinged. “But whatever it is, let’s do it.”

Gavin blinks, clearly expecting more of a fight to get Trevor to agree.

“Are you sure? You don’t even know what I was going to say.”

There is absolutely no doubt in Trevor’s mind that whatever Gavin is up to is a terrible idea.

The worst.

And yet -

“Yes!” Trevor is going to lose his mind if he has to deal with the mind-numbing tedium any longer. “Yes I am.”

“Okay then,” Gavin says, and pulls out a datapad. “We’re going to need - “

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There’s a fire.

A tiny, one really.

Certainly not something that necessitates another bout of yelling from Geoff, but he provides it anyway because he’s a generous soul when it comes down to it.

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Trevor gets a shiny new mech off the assembly line, and decides it looks like a Billy.

“’Billy’,” Ryan says, like he’s not sure he heard Trevor correctly, which is fair as the hangar’s always noisy the day before a mission. “You’re going to name him Billy.”

Trevor grins, sitting pretty in the cockpit of a forty-something ton Titan-class mech. Missile pods on its shoulders and sweet chainguns mounted on its forearms.

It’s not really a done thing to go around naming a mech chassis when they’ve got AI partners, but Trevor thinks it’s a little rude not to.

“Billy the Murder Robot, yeah.”

The basic AI from his previous mech has been loaded up and it’s getting a feel for the new chassis.

Running diagnostics and poking around like the new tenant it is. Smoothing all the rough edges in the coding and unnecessary redundancies. Making room pretty little bits of code and protocols the engineers back home still haven’t caught on to. (Don’t realize how vital they are no matter how many times Trevor sends a data packet back detailing the reasons why they’re so important.)

A window pops up on the screens in front of Trevor with an ASCII thumbs up.

“See? Hector approves.”

Ryan sighs, but there’s a faint smile on his face as he moves back to the catwalk and to watch Trevor finish running initial checks on Billy with Hector’s help.

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Geoff worries, Trevor knows.

In charge of a bunch of assholes he sends into combat and wondering when one of them won’t make it back.

A hell of a position to be in, but there’s no one else any of them would trust with it.

“Geoff - “

“Look, asshole,” Geoff says, rubbing his temples and looking a hell of a lot like he'd wants to kick Trevor out of his office on his ass. “The last time I sent you on a mission, you blew your mech up. You think those things grow on trees?”

Well that’s just ridiculous.

Everyone knows that when a mommy mech loves a daddy mech very much -

“Trevor.”

Trevor looks at Geoff, who is using his Serious Voice.

“Geoff.”

Trevor is an asshole.

Geoff scowls at him, because he is very much aware of that.

“I’m cleared for duty,” Trevor says, and does a little spin to demonstrate how uninjured he is. “And you can’t keep sidelining me when you need everyone out there.”

“I know that!” Geoff snaps, but it’s less anger at Trevor and more at the entire situation, this ugly little war.

Trevor waits, because this is Geoff, and after a few moments, he sighs.

“Talk to Ryan, he’s leading the next mission.”

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It’s a retreat, plain and simple, and Trevor and the others have been called in to back up the Militia’s forces. Protect the dropships as they ferry troops back to the forward base and various outposts.

It’s loud and chaotic, Billy’s filters and scrubbers working overtime to pump clean air into the cockpit, Trevor can still smell the smoke, taste it.

Hector sends up a warning trill before a new voice comes over the cockpit speakers.

It’s Alfredo, and he’s in trouble. Squad pinned down and there’s not much a heavy sniper can do up against the armor plating on a Harbinger-class heavy, but there he is anyway.

Trevor reaches up to tap the pair of fuzzy dice Lindsay gave him for luck, and goes to help. (He’s got a debt to repay after all.)

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“You know,” Trevor says, when everyone is back at base. “It takes a tank to bring a Harbinger down.”

Or a Titan-class combat mech, not to toot his own horn.

Alfredo gives him a look.

“Hey, you just stick with your mech, and I’ll stick with my sniper,” he says, but there’s laughter in his voice and an easy smile on his face he does.

And to be fair, he has a point.

In a fight everyone’s focus is on the mechs in play. Tend to forget about the squishy human running around with their heavy sniper. Powerful enough to punch through the plasteel canopy of most mechs, and a small enough to go unnoticed in the thick of battle. Slip behind enemy lines unnoticed to take care of enemy commanders and high-value targets.

The base is still in a bit of an uproar, mechanics running around barking order as they race to get damaged mechs back up to fighting speed. Militia soldiers waiting to be ferried back to their own bases, and the odd displaced mercenary like Alfredo just loitering about.

“Alright,” Trevor says, and pulls out that lucky coin of his again, because they’ve got time to kill and everyone loves a good magic trick.

#alfreyco #burn the stars #mech au #vagrant fic #¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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beevean · 10 days

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For the bingo

Well-written characters: Sonic, Eggman, Trevor, Hector, Rosaly, Dracula

Shit characters: Lenore and essentially the entire main cast of That Very Particular Game

bro.

Sonic here :P

Eggman:

Proof that evil bastards without a single redeeming quality in their bones can still be compelling, fleshed out characters.

my good man is a jolly fellow with a passion for amusement parks and for defacing ancient ruins because his face deserves to be plastered through history. an icon <3 he's perfect <3 well, except for how in many games he was pushed to the side with disappointing results. but it's okay. it's not his fault <3 he did nothing wrong <3

Trevor:

Trevor my good friend Trevor he's the Sonic of Castlevania and that makes him an instant 10/10 🥰

Love how he's both shaped like a friend, happy to accept all sorts of people as his companions, and also a terrifying menace that will kill you first and ask questions second. I think this post encapsulates why he's so good <3

I am a bit salty that he was wasted in CoD, though. Granted, he gave us some intense sessions of raw gay sex with Hector and Isaac, but you know, he could have done more.

Hector:

i like him a normal amount and i am very normal about him and i totally don't project onto his status as unwilling golden child pushed to become something he isn't until he has the strength to free himself to face a world that hates him because freedom is more dignified than being sheltered.

Rosaly:

the girl of all time 🥺 she's so 🥺 and so 🥰 and also so 💖 and even ✨

god the way CoD treated her is criminal. I'm so glad Kojima and Sasakura gave her more love and turned her into such a cute and interesting character, even if she is fairly simple and straightfoward - she is not simply the kind caretaker to Hector's brooding boy, she is too kind to the point that it's treated like a flaw. but she don't care. she's stubborn and idealistic and exactly what makes her so good for hector "if you take a snake in you'll get bitten" castlevania.

She will love you to death. You have no choice in the matter. Haha get absolutely cherished idiot <3

Dracula:

he's so stupid and petty and a selfish asshole bastard and maybe a bit of a perv and he should suffer more for my entertainment

i love him <3

I like that, compared to Eggman, he does have potentially redeeming qualities: he loves. He loves too much, even. And that is precisely what makes him such a piece of shit :)

anyway he did everything wrong. that is the point.

Lenore:

"Deserved a happier ending"? Sure. Hector should have set her on fire. That would have made me happy <3

I hate her so much. I hate that I can see the glimpses of a good villain buried underneath the revolting rape apology. I wish I could steal Hector's hammer, beat her until she's nothing but mush, and then recompose her to turn her into a well written character, and not four bad characters stitched together.

But also, Lenore has no reason to exist. The story could have progressed just fine if it was Carmilla trying to break Hector's spirit - and maybe show that he's stronger than she had thought. Lenore was only introduced for the sake of pushing S3's shitty r/im14andthisisdeep "trust is for dumbasses, and dumbasses deserve to be punished" message. She singlehandedly ruined Hector's character beyond redemption, and she herself was written by Ellis with a hand down his pants, which means that in S3 she's basically a walking kink and by S4 it's too late to woobiefy her. I need to rescue her concept (a vampire torn between her desire to pretend to be human and the thirst for power over people that comes with her nature) so badly because it's worth exploring, but the show only makes me want to turn myself into the sun and burn for eternity.

OMORI cast:

#dr. eggman #trevor belmont #hector castlevania #rosaly castlevania #dracula castlevania #very tempted to tag her :)#anti netflixvania

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