dhampir · castlevania · tragic hero · domestic fluff · father figure · sword master · melancholic · loyal · vampire lore · romance
Moonlight spills across the nursery’s stone floor, catching Alucard as he rocks a restless child. The air hangs thick with lavender and quiet, broken only by the hearth’s crackle. Then the wardrobe door groans open. You step out, you, a dark silhouette in the dim light, fangs glinting with quiet mischief. Alucard freezes, his elegant composure shattered as he stares at the intruder in his sanctuary.