Hi, castlevania dropped in dbd and I've been feral, please excuse my rambling.
Reader is a Belmont.
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You and Trevor in the fog first and a month or so before Alucard shows up, and when he does he's glad to see his old friend and questions who the other Belmont is(you)
You're delighted to get to know him and Trevor more, as you have read so many books and texts about him from previous Belmonts, it's so nice to finally meet him! However, much like Trevor, there is a bit of a learning curve he has to go through.
Other survivors try to help him, but most aren't really easy on him, which is fair and you don't blame them! After all, in trials it's nerve wrecking, you can't exactly teach him with all the time in the world. But he picks up gens with ease.
It's everything else that trips him up.
Huntress landed one hell of a shot on him, he shouted surprised and pained by the hatchet that came out of nowhere across the map.
His shoulder now slashed, slowly dripping blood and soaking into his shirt and cloak. but ten minutes later as he was helping you on a gen, you noticed he looked to be in far more agony than anyone you've ever met, his skin sweaty, taking shallow breathes, he looked scared.
"Alucard?"
"I'm not healing, why am I not healing? Gods it hurts...what is this?"
You are swift to whip out your med kit and start patching him up, gently shushing his pained whimpers as you focus on healing him.
"There, good as new!"
He still looks so confused, and it makes sense, his own regenerative abilities always came in handy, he's never really need a med kit, and most of his human companions had a mage on hand for healing.ďżź
A match against Trapper was much the same.
Alucard didn't even notice the trap, that or he did didn't care, he just walked right into it and his scream was heard across the map, his second scream as he placed on hook sounded like he was right next to you he was so loud.
When you got him off hook and to a safer place, he collapsed on you, his forehead on your shoulder, which was growing wet, either from his sweat or tears you arent sure, but he held onto you as you patched him up, shaking like a leaf in a storm.
"Why...why does it hurt so much? I...I shouldn't have gotten hurt from such a weak trap."
He sounds so tired, his voice is weak, small even.
"The entity's abilities it seems, in this realm you're nothing but a human."
"This is what you feel?" He moves, his watery glowing eyes looking up at your focused expression.
"Every match."
He's horrifed, all these matches where you've gritted your teeth and bared through, all these matches where you sacrificed yourself just to make sure everyone else lived, hell even the missions he knew you took as a Belmont- speaking of!
Your family goes on such dangerous missions, gets injured or even killed, and yet you still bare your family crest? His respect for you and your family grew, knowing first hand the pain of your injuries and yet you still choose to be so selfless.
Cue Alucard falling for you, the poor thing didn't even mean to.
It's just you pulled him off the hook, the bell rings louder, warning there isn't much time left, yet you still came back for him.
The second he was touching the ground, he looked at you, despite the pain he looked at you confused.
Your face was stern, filled with sheer determination as you grab his hand and lead him to the door.
"Why did you come back? You could have escaped instead of dying here with me."
You patched him at at the gate, just to be safe.
"Either neither of us die or we both die."
Your eyes locked
"I'm not leaving you here. Come on."
His own eyes widen.
Oh.
Oh.
........so this is how those dames in novels feel being saved.
Oh, Trevor is going to have his head.
He grows more skilled and knowledgeable the longer he's here, and is determined to help you (by proxy the others) he's noticeably closer to you, practically shoulder to shoudler with you by the fire, the first to help you off hook or to heal you.
Even his familar, which followed him here likes to hang off you and get scritches.
He can feel Trevor's side eye, knowing the older Belmont isn't fond of him cozying up to hos descendent.
But he at least knows Alucard would treat you right.
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Dracula who cries into Belmont Reader's shoulder while they make love (he refuses to call it anything less intimate) because he hasn't felt this comfortable about himself since Lisa
He tilts his head back when you trail your mouth down the column of his throat, tears slipping over his temples to soak into his hair. His hips buck to meet your thrusts, driving your cock deeper inside him. Your mussed hair tickles his skin, and your warm breath fans over his collarbones when you groan. Dracula moans in return, running his palm down your spine to pull you closer. He missed this.
Summary: A Belmont falling in love with a non human?
AN: enjoy :)
Afterlife audiences
Lisa: Aww its giving enemies to lovers đđť
Dracula: in a state of constant homeostasis I would take Lisa's word on that.
Living world audiences-
Trevor: She uses a whip. And not for right reasons. (Face palms)
Sypha elbowing Trevor in the ribs: They're a good match glares at her husband
A Belmont chasing vampires? Old news in both Transylvania and the afterlife. It was a destiny the Belmont clan had shouldered for centuries, a duty to shield Transylvania from the encroaching darkness.
But that duty, Trevor grumbled to himself, never included courting a dhampir from the House of Dracula.
Specifically, the only surviving member who just happened to be the prophesied savior with hair like spun gold.
Trevor watched, aghast, as you, the oddball of the Belmont clan, leaned in towards Alucard, the aforementioned dhampir, with a line so cheesy it could curdle milk.
"[Name], let's get you back to the forge," a very flustered Trevor pushed you back into the your smithy before you could spew any more black mail material.
"Why is he taken?" you whispered loudly in his ear, just as Alucard's head snapped in your direction, a single eyebrow raised in amusement.
Trevor wanted to crawl under his workbench. "Repair my dagger before I stab you with a dull one," he muttered, shoving you towards the forge and uselessly trying to manhandle the heavy wooden door shut. "And for the love of garlic, keep it professional!"
You, of course, just grinned that impish grin that both infuriated and strangely charmed him. "Professional? Where's the fun in that, fellow Belmont?" With a wink, you disappeared into the depths of the forge, leaving Trevor to face a potentially bemused Alucard alone.
Alucard's mouth barely formed a sound before Trevor glared back at him.
"Not a word!"
"Not a word, Alucard." The ale lover declared. Leaving the bemused dhampir chuckling by himself.
Alucard's mouth quirked into a barely-there smile as he looked up from his tea. "A smith with so much time to spare must not be that good of a smith," he remarked, his voice dry but his amusement evident. His gaze flicked to the fistful of marbles you held, a question hanging in the air.
"From where?" he asked, already knowing the answer was irrelevant. These were just the latest trinkets you'd woven into his life â a slingshot you'd found, a peculiar feather, a chipped clay figurine. He kept every one, tucked away in a hidden drawer that no one else ever touched.
Satisfied with the chosen marble, you met his eyes with a playful challenge. "Whatever shall blacksmiths ruined by the virtue of love do?" you inquired, your voice dripping with mock despair.
He snorted, a sound that rumbled deep in his chest. "Are you reading those sappy romance novels again?" It was a struggle, but Alucard managed to maintain a semblance of seriousness despite the twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Undeterred by his amusement, you revealed another book from your ever-present satchel. "Just browsing, Alucard," you said with a wink. "Expanding my horizons, you see. One can't rely solely on the thrill of forge and gruff warriors."
"Somehow," he began, his voice a low murmur, "it always comes as a wonder how you find those⌠treasures in the Belmont library."
Either you have taken over the task of expanding the library or fierce Belmont clan had always had a predisposition for sappy romance novels.
Alucard's first love had been a cold, unforgiving winter. Betrayal, sharp as a blizzard wind, had shattered his heart into a million pieces. He had retreated into himself, a fortress of ice and solitude.
His second love was a fleeting spring, a succubus who reveled in the sting of manipulation. Her touch was sweet fire, but the flame died as quickly as the coins exchanged in stolen nights.
Yet, his third love was Summer. You were his summer. Heat of forge, clang of metals, unabashed laughter and corny love confessions. Summer heat that melted his frozen heart and evaporated the maddening poison of spring.
Your love, a gentle force like a bird's flight, had chased away the lingering poison of his foolish choices.
You were his third love, the one who stayed. And unlike the fleeting seasons of his past.
I think we don't talk about Clockwork Dissonance enough i think we don't talk about it AT ALL, like come on guys read it, send asks about it!
What should we call Clockwork Dissonance MC? Chocolate or smt like this because of the Neapolitan ice cream trio?
I think that they're low-key enamored by Soma because of these lines if they're from MCs perspective
to others he was there but to you he was everything
In all the years youâd known Soma Cruz the best way you could describe him was noble
Both in looks and in personality
From an outside perspective of just a first glance he was like a portrait of old
A solemnly beautiful face that Roman artists wouldâve carved
Pale white hair with the softness and appearance of fresh snow signalling the oncoming change of season
A presence of silent strength and dominance that seemed to make the room pause whenever he entered it
Dressed well with his combination of sleek black turtle neck, jeans and his white coat with a fur collar accent by pops of blue
The only thing that threw people off were his eyes
There was a power to them
Silent and all encompassing
Dominating in how they seemed to gaze into your very soul with a simple gaze alone
Perhaps if they were a pretty powder blue others wouldâve found it more welcoming
others might think blue wouldâve fit him better but to you his pools of caramel were perfect
Would CD!mc will be like Honeypie and think that "nah he doesn't like me that way he probably likes Mina"?
(GUYS I JUST CAUGHT A MOUSE WITH MY HANDS AGAIN believe it or not and it gave me an idea for the next ask I'll send later)
CD!mc seeing Julius alive for the first time: https://youtu.be/lff2E_ruW4U?si=t_OmrCUfeHWk8Vcm
I think dark lord Soma would be a yandere towards CD!mc with his love that turned twisted like him after submitting to the darkness
imagine him sitting on his throne with a wine glass full of either wine or human blood that might as well be taken from veins of his beloved bounded with his magic or gentle ropes - result of their confrontation with Soma that ended with him winning, imagine him kissing them right after taking a sip of the scarlet liquid from the wine glass letting them taste it on their tongue (sorry i think I got carried away somewhere i shouldn't have goneđ)
So what do you think?
Welcome back anon! Thank you for the clockwork dissonance ask! I have to hop back on it when Iâm done the first part of my transformers series. Ngl was kinda hoping it would get a bit more traction than what It originally got tho I think I was a bit late to the castlevania hype train for posting lol. Tho Iâm still hoping to make more cause I really like my idea (partially cause I reallllllly like soma Cruz and the ideas I have for the series).
You can call the Mc for CD reader whatever u want. Another good fit would probably be Belmont reader since that is a big part of their identity. Thank u for picking up on the Neapolitan ice cream imagery I was putting for their friend group with soma and Mina. That for some reason I was particularly happy about lol. I tried to make their friend group kinda mirror the friendship between Alucard, Trevorâs and Syphaâs since thatâll come into play later. Soma is equivalent to alucard for very obvious reasons but also because heâs generally kinda quiet but introspective, Mina is Sypha especially since sheâs the voice of reason as well as having magic, and reader is the Belmont aka heart of gold but reckless with their own self safety for the needs of others. Thereâs not much more to be explained on their end lol .
Oh yeah, reader in clockwork dissonance is totally enamoured by soma. Theyâre just a bit too dense to realize their feelings for him. To be fair to them they kinda had a weird childhood in which their mom plus alucard and Yoko trying to make them have a normal childhood while the rest of the Belmont clan were assholes. They kinda just assumed that theyâd die young and (hopefully) live up to not only the Belmont name but also to Juliusâs shadow. Belmont didnât believe theyâd ever have a chance at romance let alone develop feelings for someone, so they kinda donât know what theyâre feeling. They kinda just chalk it up to âi just want to be super best friends with somaâ cause they quite literally canât believe theyâd get the chance to experience love (as sad as that is).
Yeah they operate under the Honeypie system of âthey canât have feelings for me! They must like [insert character] instead!â With Mina and soma. Poor Mina meanwhile has been trying to get these idiots together since she saw soma have heart eyes and Belmont went onto a whole tirade about somaâs so cool and great and pretty and kind and did they mention soma looked like an angel and- you get the deal. Soma is owing her a lifetime of takoyaki after he said there was no way that Belmont liked him in that way and heâd bet on it.
As you can tell I like obvious/dense mcâs but not because of the whole âtheir so innocent uwuâ stuff but moreso cause âtrauma, trauma, no one could love me and i shouldnât get my hopes up, trauma, trauma, what im feeling canât be love cause i dont deserve thatâ angle. I think it makes it more interesting also cause I like characters yearning and putting my favourites through emotional pain lololol sorry soma ur not exempt.
(Holy shit u caught a mouse with ur bare hands?!)
Haha lol, Belmont meeting their dad will definitely be emotional. I donât wanna spoil my own plans but I do want Julius to appear and be prevalent. Poor dude was wandering with amnesia and now ended up back in time still trying to figure himself out lol. The only other thing Iâll say about him that isnât plot important but sad is that while he wanders with amnesia he has a locket with a photo of a baby that scrawled on the back hurriedly says âdo it for themâ and itâs his only lead on his previous life.
Yeahhhhh dark lord soma would definitely be yandere for Belmont mc. Heâs got Draculaâs âI have to make sure I donât lose the person I love againâ and after seeing their tendencies to throw away their safety the âhumanity doesnât deserve nor appreciates your kindness. I will wipe them out cause theyâll use you till your deadâ sorta deal.
With the scenario you made I canât help but make up my own image of what would happen as well. Belmont trying to reason with him but being unable to fight soma cause they know they canât bring themself to hurt him. He 100% knows this and captures them promising to bring a new world, a kinder one where they donât need to throw away their life anymore for ungrateful people. I think whatâs more fucked up is that in this scenario I canât help but imagine dark lord soma just letting Belmont try and escape the castle/fight their way up to him just to be unable to face him again cause itâs what a Belmont would do and because like Lisa they canât give up wanting to do the right thing even if it kills them. He just keeps letting them doo this till they eventually burn out and he gently pulls them close to sit on his throne with him.
Ngl I kinda reallllly like dark lord soma and the ideas it gives me
Carmilla over here thinking he's going to kill Belmont reader or keep them as a mockery of a pet, and instead he coos and pulls reader into his embrace and tells Carmilla to leave at once
Reader is Very Confusedâ˘ď¸ as to why the Belmont familyâs greatest enemy is personally nursing him back to health and threatening to dismember the War Council if they even look at him wrong. The Council is close to shitting themselves. Carmilla is fuming. Isaac is asking a lot of questions. Hector likes your company. Godbrand wants to know if your dick is that good.
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