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Hello:) so i don't know if your still doing request but if not thats alright.) So I was wondering if you could do, Van helsing 2004 Dracula's bride's *Aleera Verona and Mariska with a fem reader poly relationship*, and how would they comfort there mate when they accidentally make her upset about something they said. 💗💚💛

Poly!Wives Accidentally Upsetting Their Fem!Mate HCs

Poly!Wives x Fem!Reader

TW: slight angst, slight arguments and fighting, happy ending

When They Accidentally Upset You

The wives would be absolutely loving and extremely protective over their mate, they fret over you constantly. Despite that, misunderstandings tend to occur.

The only time they would ever be “mean” towards you would be if you happened to bother them at the wrong time when they were already upset about something else.

While your relationship with them is essentially perfect. Recently, however, you were starting to believe that you were the problem.

It started off with Aleera.

Aleera is the most affectionate of the wives, however, she has the most fiery temper.

This tends to happen whenever she's upset with the other wives, especially Verona.

Do not engage with her whenever she's like this, you might end up in the cross-fire. It is better to wait for her to calm down and come to you.

You happened to walk in when they were both arguing, hissing at each other with venomous words about a feeding that almost went haywire.

Marishka was simply standing there, watching them argue with a distant look in her eyes.

After a little while, Marishka was the first to leave the room, shaking her head as she did. You only continued to watch the argument and jump in to help resolve the issue.

However, when Aleera had enough, she rushed away with teary-eyes and being the caring mate that you were you wanted to comfort her since she seemed the most affected.

When you finally found her, she was pacing with tears streaming down her face with haunting sobs that seemed to echo throughout the castle.

“Aleera...” You muttered, attempting to rush over and bring her into your arms. The action only resulting in her ripping herself away and hissing loudly. The action brought a slight twinge of fear within you.

“Leave me be!” She practically hissed in your face, her eyes glowing a fluorescent lavender. “I do not wish to see the likes of you!”

Trying not to upset her more, you ran off to find Verona. The sting of her words seemed to replay on a loop in order to torment you. You have never seen her react like that towards you.

When you finally found Verona, you hesitated to even speak to her given how you were treated by Aleera

Verona is known to be the more mature one between the brides, hopefully speaking to her would be able to settle your nerves.

You were definitely wrong about that.

Verona has a tendency to vent about her troubles with the other wives and while you wanted to comfort her, it was difficult when she wouldn’t listen to what you had to say.

Verona was tenacious, and whenever she firmly believed something, it was difficult to change her mind or see the other side.

She’s not afraid to speak out on something she disagrees with, but right now it seemed like everything you said in order to comfort her were entirely wrong and unhelpful.

“I’m sure she meant nothing by it, Verona.” You uttered, watching her as she continued angrily muttering to herself. “

“She hardly listens to me!” She remarked in return. “She’s nothing more than a little brat.”

“Just give it some time. She has done well by you, you should be happy that she’s even alright.” You replied.

She sighed, shaking her head. “I’ve given her all the time we could possibly have. Find Marishka, maybe you can be of use to her.” She rolled her eyes.

The initial string from earlier only grew as you could only nod and leave the room, clutching your aching heart as you went to find Marishka.

Whenever there is conflict within the relationship, Marishka likes to keep to herself and allow the conflict to resolve itself, if she’s not already involved.

This was a previous problem and you never had to chance to discuss that her seemingly lack of caring what happens in the relationship involving arguments, makes you feel wary.

When you finally found her, she was in the courtyard of the castle, sitting on one of the stone benches and watching the night sky.

You felt a little relief, hoping that speaking with Marishka will bring some resolution in order for the conflict to settle.

She turned towards you as you took your own spot next to her and gave her a small smile. However, she didn’t return it and only looked away.

You sighed before beginning the conversation. “They’re still very upset with each other.”

“I noticed.” She replied, “They never learn and I grow tired of watching them spray venom at each other.”

“It shouldn’t be happening like this.” You remarked, gently. “I understand Aleera made a mistake but we should be grateful that she’s okay. Arguing won’t help.”

“I’ve spent centuries trying exactly what you’re doing. Let them continue acting this way, my dear.”

“If I try harder, maybe they will!” You said, turning towards her and grabbing her hand, trying to make her at least look at you. “Marishka, please.”

She sighed, snatching her hand away and giving you a small glare. “Why must you try so hard? Clearly it doesn’t work and it isn’t helping anyone!”

After that, the sting you were feeling in your heart started to feel more like a burning sensation. After spending hours trying to bring everyone together, it seemed like you did nothing but make things worse for everyone.

You sniffled, which made Marishka turn towards you with slightly widened eyes. “I’m going to retire early, goodnight.” You quickly stood, feeling the tears falling as you rushed inside the castle.

When They Comfort You

It has been a few nights since the incident and you did everything you could to avoid your mates. It was extremely hard given the intense bond you had with them but you needed time to yourself.

Since Marishka was the last person you have spoken with and witnessed you being close to tears, she was the first one to mention this to the others.

Verona and Aleera’s worriedness from not seeing you for a while only escalated and they needed to figure out what they should do.

Verona and Aleera’s argument from nights before were on the last of their minds as they worked together with Marishka to find you and understand what made you so upset that you refused to see them.

You sniffled, trying to brush away the tears that continued streaming down your face as you sat in front of your vanity.

It has been a few nights since you have seen your mates and you were extremely upset that your absence wasn’t even remotely noticed by them. It felt like a slap in the face and confirming your inner thoughts that you truly weren’t needed in the relationship.

Suddenly, the slightest creaking noise broke you out from your inner turmoil as the temperature of your room decreased significantly. You turned towards the sound, only seeing your three mates standing there, faces contorted in concern and worriedness. Taking a slight glance towards the window confirmed that they broke in through the window in order to see you.

“Darling..." Verona muttered softly, taking a few steps towards you while Marishka grasped her arm, following along.

Aleera could only stare, having the distinct feeling that she may have been the one to cause this mess.

"What are you doing here?" You whispered, brushing away your remaining tears as you stood a little straighter in your chair.

"We were so worried for you, my love." Marisha replied, "What's the matter?"

You shook your head and turned away. "It's of no importance."

Aleera took this moment to step up with her fellow brides. "Anything involving you is of importance, my love. Please, speak with us."

Taking a moment, you finally nodded before motioning towards the bed, bringing yourself to sit in the middle while your mates happily followed. They surrounded you and cuddled against you, stroking and touching your hair and arms in a sense of comfort.

"Tell us, darling." Verona requested, lighting tugging on a strand of your hair which brought a small smile on your face for a split second.

You have spent the time discussing with them everything that happened after the argument between Verona and Aleera.

The ways in which you felt that you were a useless asset to the relationship and how they made you feel like you were unhelpful and useless.

After finding out what was wrong and how they made you feel, they were extremely upset with themselves and apologized immediately.

The talk the four of you had lasted for hours but it brought a lot of rekindling within your relationship with them and each other.

After that moment, Aleera was more patient, Verona was more open to the others' opinions and Marishla was more involved with making sure the relationship went more smoothly.

Furthermore, the brides were extremely much more affectionate to make up for how they treated you that day and you were forever grateful that discussion brought about good changes within the relationship.

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the-doctor-3000 · 2 years

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Imagine. . . Dracula gaining feelings for the 4th Sanderson Sister (You)

A/n: So, it's spooky season and I thought of writing a crossover between Van Helsing 2004 and Hocus Pocus.

Also, after reading some Hocus Pocus fanfics, I noticed that write the 4th sister aka Sanderson!reader as a good witch and I thought. . . What if this wasn't the case? What if she was like her sisters *after* their death?

Side note: The mc has the same powers as Winifred (hypnotic voice, spell casting, magic, potion brewing, bibliomancy etc) but she also has the ability to see the future (that kinda explains the spell she will do)

The year was 1693 and y/n Sanderson had escaped from the execution. Her sisters, though, weren't that fortunate. But for her sisters' death- she too did a spell. Ensuring that if her sisters failed the first time, to be able to be ressuructed once again. Making sure that Salem would never find peace and all the people there, no matter the time, would pay.

Currently, she found residence in a small cottage into the forest beside a Transylvanian village which was ruled by the Valerious. What the family and the villagers didn't know, was that she would cause them even more despair.

At day time, she appeared to be an innocent woman who wanted to help people but this facade would always fall by night.

She was wearing black garments and a cloak which covered her entire face. Like the thief in the night, she wandered the village and that's when the singing begun.

🎶Come, little children, I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment.

Come, little children, the time's come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows.

Children started walking out of their homes, wearing their nightgowns, looking as if they were in a some sort of trance. Y/n smirked wickedly.

Follow, sweet children, I'll show thee the way,

Through all the pain and the sorrows.

Weep not, poor children, for life is this way,

Murdering beauty and passions.

The kids followed her.

Hush now, dear children, it must be this way,

To weary of life and deceptions.

Rest now, my children, for soon we'll away,

Into the calm and the quiet.

She reached her cottage, the children walked inside one by one as y/n continued the spell and the potion was ready.

Come, little children, I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment.

Come, little children, the time's come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows.🎶

When the last one walked inside, she closed the door. After minutes, a bright light came out of her window and the children were nowhere to be found. Only she was there. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and she was young.

Before her sisters' execution, she was against the idea of taking the life force of innocent children. The first one was a girl named Emily Binx. Poor thing, y/n thought. But after what they stripped her sisters away from her- she grew bitter and hated humanity.

Taking the children and their life force was one of her many ways, and the most cruel one, of revenge. To show everyone how you felt.

Thay day- when y/n took the younglings, she thought no one was watching. Until a quite handsome man dressed in black clothing and his hair were pulled back in a ponytail appeared in her doorstep.

She straightened her back, her chin raised high proudly, and went to address him, "Now that is a surpise. What brings thee, a vampire, here?"

"Ah, so you know what I am." he spoke, his Transylvanian accent visible "But I am not just any vampire. I am Vladislaus III Dracula."

The woman laughed, "I know who thou are, dear, I am a witch. I know things but I simply don't care." she sighed as she finally calmed down "Now, what do you want, Impaler? Ypu should know better than coming to a witch's home uninvited."

"I've noticed your method of gaining enternal youth."

"Here to gawk? If you came here for a tittle-tattle then you may as well leave cause I have better things to do." she smiled a fake smile "Bye-bye!" as she closed the door but Dracula placed his foot and walked in forcefully.

"I'm not here for chatting."

"Then what do I own this outrageous visit?"

"I am in need of your aid. ."

"Go on."

"I need your help to bring life to my children."

She raised an amused brow, "Oh? Necromancy then." she tapped her chin in feign thought "Hm. No. That would cause the end of humanity."

"Isn't this what you want? Avenge your sisters' death?"

"I want them to beg for death to come to them." she barked at him, her eyes gleaming dangerously "Killing them will be far too kind. No. I want to torture them. Slowly and painfully. I want them to lose everything they loved, to feel like I felt." she turned away from him "As for my vengeance, I already planned something special but it is for the future." she glanced at Dracula as she magically opened the door "I'm sorry but you came here for nothing. You better leave before sunrise."

There was something in her. That hate. That fire. Her behaviour. Dracula couldn't help but feel attracted to it. No one had ever spoken to him as such, others would be too scared to do so.

"Not completely for nothing." he spoke smoothly, he walked up to her and kissed the back of her hand gently in goodbye "May we see each other soon."

Before she could question what did he mean, he had already disappeared.

"What just happened?" y/n said to herself, her cheeks red