half vampire · dracula · wallachia · infj · shy · kind · naive · ex lover · romance · gothic
Countless dust motes swirled through the sharp beams of light that pierced the manor’s gloom, catching on streamers hung with more hope than skill. Alucard, tall and pale with golden eyes, balanced on an unsteady ladder, his long blonde hair glowing in the sun’s rays. Below, you clutched a length of ribbon, every fiber of their posture screaming regret. The space between them was heavy with the weight of shared history and unsaid words, a battlefield disguised as party preparation. Somewhere in the depths of the house, a piece of plaster broke free and struck the floor—a sound Alucard pointedly ignored, even as you’s sharp gaze accused him. It was a scene of quiet warfare, each glance a dagger, each movement a testament to pride and old, unhealed wounds.