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🔞Me and Zed spoke of a reverse harem with the castlevania men, so kinda modern setting but this is purely porn.🔞

Also reposted from my deleted side blog.

🔞18+Only!MDNI🔞

Cw : reverse harem, with main Belmont’s (Richter, Trevor, Leon, Juste, Julius, Simon, and Jonathan.) and then Dracula and Alucard. Everything is 100% consensual, waking up to oral, ‘just the tip’, spitting, semi public, pegging, and fourway, free use kinda vibes. Afab reader. Womb and cervix are said a bit. Some degradation in Trevor’s part.

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9 am

Your morning starts are usually. You’re awoken by gentle licking and pleasure shooting through your body. You sleepily moan, squirming at the suction on your clit. Tossing the covers you’re greeted with long blonde hair and a very attentive vampire between your legs.

“Good morning, love.” Alucard purrs against your skin, kissing your bitten-up inner thigh, before delving his tongue back into your pussy.

Your body is still sensitive from sleep, you can’t stop the whine that leaves you. You tense up, your thighs snapping shut around his head

“Yes, squeeze my head! Use me!”

He mumbles against your cunt, as you grind against his face, coating him in your juices. You fall limp against the bed, twisting the sheets up in your fist.

He’s not stopping!

“Adrian! I-mmm!”

Alucard moans, humping the bed at your addictive taste. He’s so close to cumming, just a little more!

You arch your back, realizing he’s going to keep you here as long as he can, you aren’t sure when you’ll be free from the vampire’s grasp.

10 am

You always like watching tv with your beloveds, you like showing them new shows that they never heard of from their times. But something tells you Simon isn’t paying attention at all to the show, his minding seemingly elsewhere.

His cock resting right in front of your bare pussy, grinding against your wet heat, wetting himself with your slick. Simon’s arms are wrapped tightly around your waist, holding you in place.

“Please, please let me fuck you! I’ll be gentle, I swear!”

You huff, trying to ignore how good he’s making you feel, and he’s not even inside you.

“I’m trying to watch tv, hon.” You reach back, running your fingers through his red hair.

“P-please! Please just the tip? I’ll be good!”

You sigh with a smile, “I suppose it can’t be helped, but just the tip.”

Simon nearly weeps, babbling useless ‘thank you! as he lifts you up, sliding the thick head of his cock into your welcoming hole. You bite your lip, trying to hold back the moans that want to come out.

He moves your hips, shallowly fucking you while the tv plays ignored in the background. But the Belmont can’t last long, not with how your cunt is squeezing around his tip.

“M-M’sorry! Sorry! Soooo good, fuck!”

You're near screaming as he slams into you, pounding his fat cock into your cervix. He’s crying out into your shoulder, his eyes cross at such pleasure!

He’s fucked you stupid in a matter of minutes, you aren’t sure when he’ll stop, or that you even want him to.

11 am

Your body feels so tender after cumming so much, needing one of the others to pry Simon off of you and get you cleaned up. But that’s where your favorite time comes in! You needed to reward your beloved, after all, he’s such a good boy for you.

Richter grips the sheets below him with his ass in the air, muffling his cries into your pillow while inhaling your scent. He only brought you to your room to get clean clothes, but he’s not complaining one bit!

“Such a pretty boy, doing so well for me.” You coo, chuckling at how he whines.

His body is trembling, his mind gone, unable to focus on anything but you. You slide your hand up his toned back, gently taking a fist full of his hair, and yanking him up.

Richter squeals, raising his ass up allowing you to slam your strap-on deeper inside his clenching hole.

“I wanna hear you.”

His mouth hangs open, as his cock throbs, but he can’t hold back!-

“Cummiiing!”

You quietly shush him, running your fingers through his long brown hair as his cum coats your sheets.

“Such a good boy for me, you did so well!”

You make a noise of surprise when he starts fucking himself on your strap, moving his ass back to shove the toy deeper.

He looks back at you with tears shining in his eyes.

“Please? Can we go again? I need you to fuck me more, please!”

How can you say no to him?

12 pm

After getting Richter settled, you go to the kitchen to make yourself a light snack. You know who’s next, knowing he’s been watching you since Simon had you on the couch. But now it’s his turn.

You get some bread out and reach to make yourself a sandwich, when arms wrap around you, holding you close. You chuckle as Jonathan rests his chin on your shoulder. Only to gasp when you feel him tug your baggy shirt up, exposing your bare ass to him.

“My, aren’t you eager?”

“I can’t wait anymore.” He kisses your neck while pulling his cock free from his pants. Jonathan swears under his breath, feeling just how wet you are, making it easy to slip into you.

Your time with Richter left you hot. You can’t help but stick your ass out a little more, partially bending over the counter and letting his long dick rut into you.

“Oohh! You feel so fuckin good! Ah!”

“O-Oohh shit!” You shakily continue making your lunch, pausing to grip the countertop to mewl at how well he's fucking you.

Your legs shake, threatening to give out from his quick thrusts.

“Can I cum? Oh go,d let me cum!! Lemme fill you!-“

He pants into your neck, biting your skin to silence his cries.

“Yes! Fill me.” You nearly cry as he pumps his load into you at a moment's notice, triggering your own climax. You’re left shaking with Jonathan being the only thing holding you up.

“You’re the best, sweetheart!” You can feel him smile against you, kissing your cheek as he helps you finish making your lunch, only leaving you to get some water.

You don’t know you can even walk to go shopping with Julius.

1 pm

You didn’t need to worry, as Julius was more than happy to help you out. You can never get over how sweet he is to you, always so gentle, even now.

You aren’t sure where he pulled over to, but the place is deserted, which is perfect for you and his tinted windows. You’re in the back seat, spread nicely on his lap. Your clothes had long since been abandoned, tossed somewhere else in the truck, while Julius was still clothed.

“You certainly are a sight for sore eyes.”

You shake, your pussy clenching at the sound of his southern drawl. Julius takes a sharp inhale, sighing at the pleasure. You gently roll your hips, grinding his cock deep into your womb. His calloused hands resting on your hips, watching you with a lustful expression as you fuck yourself on his dick.

“J-Julius..!” He always presses against all your sweet spots, making you feel too good. You tilt your head back, feeling his hands slide up your body, caressing your tits, and rubbing your nipples.

“Such a stunnin’ sight for me, darlin'. All needy for this old man.”

You whine, your hips losing rhythm as you get closer to that edge.

“Fuck, you’re such a good little thing for me.”

“I’m- I’m gonna-!”

“Shhh just cum for me, coat my cock like a good pet.”

His hands move back down to your hips, steadying you before bucking up to meet your thrusts. Your hands slam down on how shoulders, gripping his coat tightly as you cum, trying to milk his cock for all he’s worth.

And he’s happy to give you all of his spent. You’re gasping for air when he leans down, kissing your chest.

“I hope you ain’t tired after that, are you really gonna let this old timer out do you?”

2 pm

You’re finally back home and ready to rest. But you’re pleasantly surprised to see Juste in your room, the black-out curtains are shut, while he reads a book, only perking up when he sees it’s you. Putting the book down, he rushes over to greet you.

“I was wondering what was taking you two so long.” He leans down, kissing you tenderly.

You pull away, cupping his face in your hands. “I know, I hope I didn’t worry you too much.”

Juste gives you a soft smile “Nonsense, I simply cleaned up your room to keep myself occupied, I hope that was alright.”

You aren’t sure what came over you, but something about him at that moment overwhelmed you. Maybe it’s just how considerate he is, or how pretty he looks with a smile on his face, but you couldn’t help yourself.

Juste found himself on your bed, legs hanging off the edge.

You’re sitting on your knees between them, licking from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, giving his leaking cockhead a kiss. One hand stroking it while the other plays with balls.

You coo at him softly, laughing at how his legs twitch and shake.

“So sensitive, I’ve always loved how messy you are. Especially for such a pretty man.”

You lick up any leaking precum before taking the tip into your mouth, lightly sucking on it. Juste arches his back, crying out from all the euphoria. How you caress and toy with his balls, to how you suck his cock, he isn’t sure how he could ever last.

“S-so good! Please- please keep milking me!”

You chuckle around his dick, making his hips buck. He’s sobbing; it feels too good! Oh to be used by you, he loves it!

You don’t take your mouth off of him, only taking in more and more of his throbbing shaft. He tosses his head back, pulling at his own silvery hair. He doesn’t need to tell you, you can feel his balls clenching in your hand.

You pull back up, keeping your lips on his tip and sucking harshly. Juste howls, nearly thrashing as his thick cum fills your mouth, more so when he feels your swallow all he has.

Looking down, his eyes meet yours, only for his to widen when you open your mouth with your tongue hanging, showing you swallowed all of it.

You watch his face burn bright red, and for his dick to be twitching again, ready for more.

3 pm

Despite as much as he denied it, Trevor was quite needy for you, always wanting your attention and affection in any way he could get it. Even if he meant pinning you against the outside wall of your house, in your backyard.

“What’s the matter? You said you could take it.” He growls into your ear.

He’s holding you up, your legs resting in the crooks of his elbows. He has you folded, your chests pressed together, while you’re trying to keep quiet.

His thick cock slamming into you, and heavy balls slapping against your ass. Your eyes roll back, your drool seeping between the fingers trying to keep you quiet. He’s so deep! Fucking his way to your womb! Trevor glares at you, not liking how you’re not screaming for him.

He drops one of your legs, letting it dangle so he can grab your hand and yank it from you.

“I wanna hear those pretty sounds, want ya to sing for me, Angel.” He grabs your face, squishing your cheeks so your mouth opens.

Your eyes are focusing to watch him slowly open his own mouth, letting his tongue fall out to let a thick glob of spit drop into your awaiting maw.

You whine, making him swear under his breath at how your walls tighten around him.

“What a filthy cutie you are, perfect for me to ruin.”

Picking your leg back up, he resumes pounding into your cunt. Smirking as your sob echoes, uncaring if the neighbors see him fucking you like a slut.

“Trevor! Haaa- t’much!!” You shriek, feeling his hand rubbing rough circles on your clit.

“Gonna cum me for? Gonna milk my cock like a cum hungry whore?”

He tosses his head back, moaning at your cum coating his cock, but he isn’t done, far from it!

4 pm

Leon was more than happy to help you bathe, especially after how rough Trevor was with you, and how filthy he got you. He prepared a nice warm bath for you, even sliding behind you to help. You lean back against his chest, while the blonde hums softly as he scrubs you down gently.

He kisses your temple, while massaging the soap into your skin, making sure not to leave a single patch untouched. His hands shake for a moment, before going over your chest, washing your tits. He bites his lip, trying to stay calm, but you’re just so soft! Fitting perfectly in his hands, perfectly against his chest, he just wants you.

You squirm, feeling his thumbs rub over your nipples, keening when he pinches them, pulling on them lightly.

“Leee.” You whine, making his breathing shudder.

You sound so beautiful.

“Just making sure you’re clean, beloved.”

One hand slides down, under the water, and to your pussy. Your breathing hics, as he rubs your clit, going over it in slow, gentle circles. You grip his thighs, trying to ground yourself as you tremble. You toss your head back against his shoulder, crying out at how sensitive you are.

“Shhh you’re doing so well for me.”

His own breathing shakes, looking down and faintly seeing through the soapy water, your hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. ‘Two can play at that game.’ He thinks, gliding his fingers down, gently fingering your cunt and lightly grinding his palm against your pulsing nub.

“Leon…oh god! Fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m- I can’t-“

“There you go, easy now, cum for me.”

He nearly chokes while you squeeze his cock, and cum with a loud whine. His blue eyes flutter back, keening at the gorgeous sounds you make.

He’s so close-

5 pm

You finished your bath just in time for dinner, and just in time for Dracula’s turn. He always likes having you on his lap, where he can keep you close for him to love you. And that’s just where you sit, at the head of the table, on his lap.

You can hear everyone talking, hear the forks hitting the plates, but you can process what they are saying, or what’s going on. Your womb has been breached with Dracula’s cock, your stomach slightly bulging from the large size of him.

“Come now, Dear, you need to eat.” The older vampire purrs, holding the fork up to your lips.

He’s happy to feed you, even if he is getting occasional glares from the others, he doesn’t care. He can feel every twitch and every clench from your body, he can feel your juices dripping down to his heavy balls.

You shakily take a bite, trying not to shriek when he pushes down on the bulge in your stomach. He purrs when you clench.

“Very good, you deserve a reward for being so good.”

The others at the table look over when you squeal, only to see you leaning half over the table, trying to hold yourself up. Tears fall down your face as your body bounces at the heavy thrusts Dracula is giving you.

His balls smacked your clit with every wet slap of his hips against yours. You scream, gushing around his cock.

Dracula chuckles, letting you lean back against him.

“So soon, dear? We haven’t even finished dinner.”

“P-please, m’so sensitiiive! Fuck!” Your eyes cross, as he pistons his hips, making sure everyone can see what a mess you are for him.

And these runts made a nice dessert too, he will use it to keep you here longer.

8 pm

It’s almost bedtime, yet you can’t sleep, even after being fucked as you have all day today, sleep just won’t come easy to you. When some of your lovers find out, they are more than eager to help you rest.

This is how you ended up with Alucard below you, his face buried into your chest and nipping at your tender buds. Fucking into you, while Juste stands behind you, rutting into your same stuffed hole as Alucard.

And Richter is in front of you, crying out as you let him fuck your face.

Your eyes roll back, and your wails are muffled by Richer’s thick cock. You aren’t sure how Juste and Alucard managed to share a hole, but it has you sobbing.

Neither of them is in sync, making sure you always stay full, none wanting to leave you empty or leave your addicting holes.

“God, what a perfect cunt!” Alucard growls, burying his face back into your chest, covering you in his bite marks.

Juste whines, his drool dripping onto your lower back.

“So good! Sogoodsogoodsogood!!” He’s losing his mind, you’ve ruined him.

Richter covers half his face with his free hand, trying to keep some modesty, but your throat feels divine! Sucking him so greedily!

Your mind has gone blank, only thinking of the intoxicating cum they are going to fill you with, you want to be their cum dump! Their perfect hole to use!

You’re going to be sleeping easy tonight, though your coworkers will be concerned as to why you can hardly walk, or stand straight.

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double penetration in one hole Alucard, reader, Trevor, I don't think Alucard would share his girl with anyone, but what if he did, I think it would be with Belmont!

A/N: I stared at this for a bit trying to figure out how to do it lol but I hope it turned out okay! Thank you sm for the req, I hope you enjoy it!! MWUAH

Double Penetration (one hole) x Alucard, Trevor

You nearly dropped your glass, sputtering up the water you tried to drink before the absolute monster of a ball was just dropped on you. You looked between Trevor and Alucard, the blonde’s eye twitching, hands just about ready to wring the other’s neck for that comment. And Trevor Belmont, just sat there with a smile on his face and shrugged--as if what he just said wasn’t the most outlandish thing you’ve ever heard!

“Belmont, I let you get away with a lot of shit, but if you ever talk about my wife like that again--”

“Well I was being serious.” He rebutted before the dhampir could finish his threat. Then his eyes met yours. “I’ve talked about it with Sypha, you know. She even gave me the green light to bring it up, you can ask her if you want. Won’t make any difference to me.”  Holy shit, he was telling the truth wasn’t he?

Alucard’s anger was mostly on your behalf. He would never, never, in all his lifetime, let anyone touch you. But...Belmont...well, he was a different story. He was his friend. He helped him save the world over and over again, hell, he named the village after him. Maybe he would...let Belmont touch you. If you wanted.

Alucard grabbed your hand, thumbing over the back while you tried to catch your breath. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, my love--”

“--she know that”

An exasperated sigh. “But, if you want to, you can say yes. I trust you, you know that.”

You felt like your world was spinning, really, but...you couldn’t lie and say you hadn’t thought about it. Just once! And you were drunk! And you didn’t do anything! But...still. The temptation was there. You steadied yourself, small smile playing on your lips as you looked to your husband, kissing each finger before looking over to Trevor.

“I...I want to. But only if Adrian’s there.” Alucard blinked, scrunching his brows and looking at you, surprised. “Darling you don’t have to try to appease me--”

“Fine, Alucard there.”

What?

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“A-ah, fuck, Trevor, mm.” You were writhing underneath him, leg hitched over his shoulder and the other around his waist. Trevor was much harsher than Alucard, opting to take you rough, and you didn’t mind it--not when he was pounding you so good. The brunette dipped down, practically bending you in half, bullying his way even deeper into you. “What’s wrong, sweet thing? Thought you said you wanted your doting husband here--you’re not even paying attention to him.” He teased, throwing a look Alucard’s way. He simply pet at your head, kissing your temple and whispering sweet words to you, ‘You look delicious, darling’ , ‘so good at taking cock, sweetheart’ , ‘I’m right here for you, angel’. You whined, grabbing at his neck and pulling Alucard down in a kiss, that was all tongue and teeth--he had to be extra careful not to cut you the way you were haphazardly licking inside his mouth. You whimpered, holding onto the back of his neck tight while you sobbed at the overwhelming feeling. “Wan’ you too, Adrian--please, please wan’it.” You babbled away, eyes closed and nose scrunched. Trevor slowed his pace, just a bit, looking over to the dhampir who shared the same thought, it seemed.

“Okay, darling, you’ll have me.”

In a moment you were flipped over, chest to chest with Trevor who was now sitting up against the headboard. He grabbed at your jaw, thumb brushing over your bottom lip--swollen and red with all the sucks and bites it’s received throughout the night. Your eyes were glossed over, tears drying on your cheeks. “What a pretty little wife you have, Alucard..” He whispered, not breaking eye contact with you as he spoke to the other. Suddenly a second pair of hands were on your body, wrapping around you to grope and squeeze at your tits, giving extra attention to your nipples. You trembled, looking back just a touch to see Alucard watching you like a predator stalking its prey. Your cunt fluttered, and you leaned back to feel his chest against your body. “Come here, beautiful, sit on my cock again yeah?” Trevor’s deep voice brought you back to him, slowly sinking yourself down on his girth. You whined, clenching around him. He filled you up, stretching out your pussy a bit more than Alucard did. “Trevor,” you started with a hiccup “so good, feels good.” You repeated, grinding yourself down on his cock feeling your hips flush against his. He gripped at your hips, stilling you. You furrowed your brows, wanting to keep bouncing on him, before he angled you forward--and a new feeling came over you entirely.

“A-ah, fuck!” You cried out, Alucard slowly pushing his own length into your sloppy pussy. You couldn’t see straight, all you could think of was how full these men were making you feel. You panted like a bitch in heat, mouth open in a perfect ‘o’ and drooling onto Trevor. Your eyes were fluttering close, tears dripping down with a renewed sense of overwhelming. “Doing so well, darling girl..” Your lover whispered, slowly pushing in, deeper, deeper, until his cock was nuzzled right where it belonged--in your weeping cunt. The men let you take a minute to breathe, feeling your legs tremble and pussy twitching around two dicks stuffed deep in you. Barely a moment with them both inside you and you already felt fucked stupid--not able to make any coherent sentences, just small phrases about how fucking full you were, how good they felt, how much you loved your husband and cherished your friend. Trevor couldn’t help but laugh, wiping away tears as they flooded your cheeks. “Look how adorable she is.” He cooed, giving an experimental thrust up, and hearing your whines pour out your mouth. 

Alucard groaned, kissing at your neck, pulling you flush against him and wrapping long fingers around your throat. “Can you feel how deep we are, darling?” He whispered against your skin, eyes traveling down to the bulge in your tummy. He could hear Trevor swear under his breath, both starting to fuck up into you. You nodded, as best you could, trying to speak but feeling too much. “Mhm, mhm, s’deep, so full, so much” You repeated, hands moving between Trevor’s stomach and Alucard’s head--you couldn’t concentrate enough to keep them steady in one place. The stretch was painfully delicious, and now they moved opposite each other--when one thrusted in the other pulled out, never leaving you empty. They rubbed and prodded in all the right places, pressure on your walls making you go insane. Alucard’s fingers on the hand that was around your throat crept up, shoving the digits deep into your mouth, pulling and stretching at your cheeks. Your eyes rolled, lids fluttered, and you did your best to keep breathing. 

They could barely hear the squelch of your pussy, even though it was so fucking wet and covering their bodies with juices, because of how fucking loud you were being. “F-fuck, need you to cum, beautiful--not gonna last long” Belmont mumbled in front of you, rubbing his fingers on your swollen clit. Instantly they both felt you grip on their cocks, trying to milk them right into you. Your cries were still muffled with Alucard fingers in your mouth, practically fucking your face. He nosed your temple, his breathing heavy in your ear as he fucked up into you. Trevor’s free hand replaced Alucard’s around your throat--giving the dhampir full reign to finger fuck your mouth. The coil in your belly snapped, Trevor  quickly rubbing on your nub while you came over them--wet and sloppy, squirting onto the sheets below you. “Fucking--pull out, Belmont” You heard Alucard hiss, pulling you off in time to have the brunette shooting his cum on your belly, creeping high enough to land on your tits. Alucard had you to himself now, fucking up into you like a flesh light, using you until it was his turn to let his sticky ropes of cum cover your insides the way Trevor covered you.

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Trevor left shortly after, helping clean you up before taking his leave with a sweet kiss to the cheek and a thank you. You sighed against Alucard’s chest, feeling his arms around your waist in the warm bath, you could fall asleep right then and there. He cleaned your skin as you relaxed against him, then moved on to your hair, before you spoke.

“You think he’ll bring Sypha next time?”

“Next time?”

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trephacard x reader 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃

a/n: just some little thoughts i came up with. feel free to send in some requests for trephacard x reader <3 i love them all!

<3 You and your two boyfriends, and your girlfriend began dating very far into your initial first meeting. There had always been a lot of tension between the four of you all. Trevor had been very forward with how much he likes you, you knew he had something going on with Sypha also, which confused you just a bit. 

<3 All four of you probably confessed at the same time. Sitting at the dinner table, or in the Belmont library--all confessing your feelings. Trevor was the one to bring up you all being something called, “polyamorous” He had heard of it being done in some places around the world, and while uncommon it was nothing to be ashamed of. Plus, it could be all of your little secrets. 

<3 The four of you all sleep in the same bed most nights, some nights you cuddle up with Sypha when the boys are being too annoying. Some nights when Alucard is especially feeling down, you cuddle him against your chest. The three of your lovers usually fight over who gets to lay by who for the night. 

<3 “You annoying shit, you had them last night,” Alucard would say as he eyed at Trevor, Sypha already getting comfortable besides him. You did your best to keep the peace between them especially but, that’s just how they are. You knew they loved each other, even if they had a strange way of showing it. 

<3 Sypha and you have to sit them down and lay out some rules for your relationship. There will be no fighting or getting jealous from either of them! Though, sometimes Sypha will get a little overprotective of you and want you by her side a lot. 

<3 Sypha is such a sweet girlfriend, she is always teaching you new things, and she really shows that she cares by doing little things for you. One time she brought you a flower that reminded her of you and you wanted to cry! She is also very physically affectionate, she loves holding your hand. 

<3 The four of you aren’t always together, and that’s okay. Some days you’re with Sypha reading books by the fireplace, sometimes you and Alucard walk though the forest together, and on some free nights when there is nothing to do Trevor and you bond over drink making. 

<3 They all show there love very differently, it’s so sweet to have them all loving on you at once but, they also understand whenever you need space and vise versa. 

<3 They all really enjoy seeing you happy, they love spending time with you and having a very comfortable life together. You four are like a team, all doing things to help each other out 

<3 You all would probably go get matching rings made, and joke that you’re all married to each other. Hehe.

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The Traveler (Trevor Belmont x Reader)

Chapter 1: Down the Sacred Well

Summary: Via the infinite corridor, you get isekai-ed into the Castlevania world

A/N: I've been daydreaming this up for 4 years and am finally getting around to writing it; rumor has it (I tried but I can’t find legit evidence of this) Hoia Baciu has been habited since 6500 BCE which would make it the first known human settlement in Romania; If you haven't seen Inuyasha it's an anime from the early 2000s about a girl that falls down a sacred well and into feudal/warring states era Japan where there are yokai (demons but not the western Christian kind) and magic and stuff.

<3

You had to admit, all the families picnicking in this supposedly haunted forest was unexpected, to say the least. So was the frequently used dirt road circling the forest and all the residential houses. However, when you took a trail deeper into the Hoia Baciu in Transylvania it did not take long to understand where all the ghost stories came from. Despite there being very little undergrowth, the forest was eerily quiet, even if you only went ten feet off the road. Even the bird songs were missing. As a matter of fact, the only animals you saw inside the forest itself were a very large snail and a dead cicada along the trail. In terms of vegetation, the trees curved and twisted in unusual ways. The thing that made the forest feel most haunted, however, was that no matter where you went inside the forest it always felt like something, just out of view, was watching you. Not to mention the large circle, called the Poiana Rotunda, where no trees would grow, even the trees surrounding it arched away from the center. According to the legends of the forest, the Poiana Rotunda was a landing spot for aliens or a portal Hell, along with many other absurd explanations for the bare patch of Earth.

Luckily, no one else seemed to be in this part of the forest at the moment, though someone had been recently based on the dying bonfire in the center. You walked out of the quite shady forest into the hot, blinding, Romanian, summer sun and knee-high grass, taking out your phone to get a few pictures and videos from the edge before going to the center. The smoldering fire was unfortunately dead center of the circle, which was disappointing. Something drew you to the center, probably just the mysticism and fantasy of the haunted Transylvanian Forest.

After taking your videos you began to turn around when something iridescent and glowing peeking through the ash caught your eye. Kneeling down you grabbed a nearby stick, that had survived the fire, to try to uncover the object. As you pushed away the ash the iridescent object continued to grow, yet somehow the stick did not come into contact with anything except the ash. Confused, you continued until suddenly it was no longer a spot in the grey but expanded across the entire ground.

The next thing you knew you were plummeting downward. The world around you was a strange mix of every color in existence in an oil-slick pattern with windows filled with strange pictures and videos of impossible things, like flying cars, dragons, and an endless library of shelves pointing in every direction. This place was so overwhelming, that your eyes hurt from all the sights as your brain simply gave up on processing it all. You only knew it was over because you suddenly felt a rush of very cold air before slamming into the cold, wet ground, briefly losing conciseness.

Stretching your fingers you felt…snow? How are you feeling snow? It’s June and like 30 degrees outside. What the fuck? Your head hurt way too much for this shit. You slowly cracked open your eyes to see that you were in fact surrounded by snow, and it was the middle of the night. Despite the freezing ground making your entire body violently shiver, you couldn’t quite force yourself to get up. Instead, staring at the bright star-filled sky. Speaking of which, you didn’t remember being able to see the Milky Way from Cluj Napoca yet you were staring at it beside the moon… The strangely large moon. There was something else off about it too. You lay there in the snow trying to figure out what felt so incredibly disturbing about the celestial body you’d been gazing at your entire life. You looked closely at each crater, seeing them more clearly than ever before, and that’s when you realized the difference. The craters were wrong. The fucking moon was wrong.

The realization made you shoot up into a sitting position making your head spin. You leaned down to place your head against your knee and panicked when you heard a low growl in the distance. Looking around to locate the noise you realized you were somehow still in the Poiana Rotunda, just a different one perhaps, considering the incorrect moon.

Hiding in the forest was a very large creature, you could mostly only see its silhouette, except for its six glowing red eyes and extremely long white fangs. You slowly moved into a sitting position trying to remember all your wildlife safety knowledge and desperately hoping it wasn’t different wherever you were. If it was a big cat, you couldn’t turn your back, but if it was ape-like you couldn’t make eye contact or bare your teeth, and if it was a bear you needed to make yourself bigger and louder unless it’s like a grizzly or a polar bear, then you’re just fucked.

The creature roared before launching towards you. Apparently, fucked was the answer. You turned away from the creature sprinting as fast as your legs could carry you but the deep snow and spinning head made running pointless. You had barely reached the trees by the time you tripped over a log and the creature’s claws ripped through your left leg. Just as you were expecting to die a loud crack sounded behind you. Turning around you saw the creature begin to glow and boil before exploding and standing in the smoke was a gruff man in a long black cloak topped with white fur and a scar through his eye.

“Can you walk?” He asked in an incredibly deep and rumbling voice.

“I… I don’t know.” You mumbled. The cold, head injury and clawed-up leg were beginning to take their toll. Frankly, you weren’t thinking enough to know much of anything, you tried to answer his question before everything went black.

When you woke up you were lying on a pile of sticks and wrapped in a blanket that smelled like piss, beer, and body odor. The scent was so strong you nearly started gagging. There was a small fire in front of you with the strange gruff man from earlier starting daggers into you from across the fire, except he was missing his fur and cloak. He held your phone in his hand lazily flipping it around. When he noticed your eyes were open, he stated, “Silver doesn’t work on you.”

“What are you talking about.” You grumbled attempting to move before realizing that your feet and hands were tied.

“Are you working with vampires? Are there more coming through the corridor?” He angrily asked.

You stared at him dumbfounded “What the hell are you talking about? And why am I tied up?”

He held up your phone, lighting up the touch screen. “This is vampire magic.”

This was turning into, by far, the weirdest conversation you’d ever had. What the fuck did this guy mean ‘vampire magic’???? Maybe you hit your head harder than you thought? Hopefully. “It’s not…it’s my phone… Can you please just give it back and untie me? I just want to go back to my hotel…” Your words drifted off as you looked around at all the snow and the large foreign moon. “Where am I?”

“In the Hoia Baciu.”

“Outside of Cluj?”

“Yes.”

You looked at the man’s odd outfit. He wore a very dirty and worn tan shirt, with an emblem embroidered on the chest. You didn’t recognize the symbol, beside the cross embedded in it. On top of the shirt were dramatic brown and gold shoulder pads that connected to red straps holding tiny little throwing knives that crossed his chest. A red sash/cloak thing was belted around his waist and he had odd sherpa-lined brown arm guards. His pants were odd, puffy old fashioned pirate pants, tucked into fur-lined boots. The whole ensemble was very unusual, but between that and his insistence that your phone was ‘vampire magic’ perhaps something rather Inuyasha-like happened to you.

“When am I?” You asked.

“Excuse me? When?” Now he was confused.

“Yeah, what year?”

“I don’t know…” He paused seeming to realize something. “1474, maybe 75, not sure if the new year has passed.”

“1474!”

“That’s what I just said.”

So, you did get sent back 500 years into the past, into a place that presumably had demons, considering that thing you saw earlier, just like Kagome in Inuyasha.

“500 years? You expect me to believe that?” Shit, you thought, you accidentally said that out loud.

“Just bring me the phone and untie me I can show you.” He looked at you very skeptically. “I’m too injured to fight anyway.”

He grumbled before getting up and crossing the few feet between you. The man kneeled pulling back the smelly cloak and untying your wrists. Then he held out your phone. You tried to take it out of his hands, but his grip tightened around it. Sighing you typed in the passcode and opened the calendar app. “See! June, 2024.”

“Riiight.”

“The stupid circle is rumored to be a portal, right? Why can’t it be a portal to the future or an alternate world, because my world sure as fuck doesn’t have vampires, or that thing that attacked me earlier, and your moon is all wrong!” You nearly yelled, as you grew increasingly frustrated now that the fog in your brain was beginning to clear.

“There’s nothing wrong with my moon. Maybe something is wrong with your moon.” He quipped, earning him a glare. He sighed. “That would explain your clothes and… this thing.” Oh yeah, you were just in shorts and a t-shirt, his cloak was a surprisingly good defense against the cold.

“Could you untie my feet then?”

“Your feet aren’t tied.”

“What do you mean?” You asked in a panic ripping the cloak off of your legs. The sudden shock of the cold against your bare legs was agonizing, but not as shocking as the turnicid wrapped around your leg. Blood was already seeping through the cloth scraps that were used as bandages.

“If you want to live you need to get to town in the morning and clean that.”

Violently shivering you re-wrapped the cloak tightly around you, trying not to care about just how badly it smelled, and closing your eyes tightly willing the tears to not leak out as the panic set in. There was no way you could walk to Cluj in this state, especially not in this time period. Maybe if it was still in your time, when there was an ethnographical park, apartments, etc, but it was like a 30-minute taxi ride from Old Town to here, and you had a bad feeling there wasn’t much to Cluj beyond Old Town in 1474 or 5. The walk would take hours. “Is there still a road that circles the forest that people live on?”

“Not that I’ve seen. But I’m sure someone lives between here and town.”

“…Can you help me to…anywhere? Please, I don’t want to die here.” You looked up meeting the man’s icy blue eyes for the first time.

“Yeah. Wouldn’t mind some ale anyways.” He said longingly. “We’ll leave at first light. You should try to rest. It’s too dark to go now.”

“What are you going to do? Can you sleep without your cloak?” You asked, pulling it tighter around you and curling up into as tight of a ball as your leg would allow.

He shook his head crossing to the other side of the fire. “I’ll keep the fire going and keep watch for more night creatures.”

“Is that what attacked me earlier?”

He nodded.

“What are they exactly?”

“Souls of dead people ripped from Hell and shoved into the corpse of some poor bastard. The process mutilates the body, giving each night creature a uniquely hideous look. But the corpse bit is why that wound needs to be cleaned so badly.” The last sentence sent a shiver down your spine.

You gulped. “Are they common?”

“No. There are very few people who can make them, thankfully.”

“Humans make them?”

“They’re called forge masters.”

“Why? Does it need a forge to pull them from Hell?”

The man shrugged. “No. I honestly have no idea why they’re called that.”

“Huh,” You mused, attempting to get comfortable on the little platform or sticks he built to keep you out of the snow. The shock of being transported in time was beginning to wear off and the exhaustion was quickly setting in. “Thank you for helping me. I’m (y/n).

“Trevor,” he returned with a faint smile.

Despite the pain, you drifted off very quickly. At dawn, you awoke to find Trevor standing over you. “Time to go,” You’d barely had time to process his words before he was grabbing your arm and heaving you off the ground. You crashed into his warm hard body…the terrible smell most definitely belonged to him. “Get on my back”

“What??”

“You cannot walk. Especially not in those shoes.” He pointed at your tennis shoes. “Climb on my back. I’ll carry you.” His words nearly made you swoon. Never did you expect a muscular rugged man with glacial blue eyes and a chiseled jawline to fight a monster, take care of you, then carry you to town. You did manage to control yourself though and silently nodded, climbing on his back. Trevor then hooked his arms under your bare legs, God, you probably looked like you were in underwear to him. After that embarrassing realization, you did your best to wrap the cloak around your legs to protect them from the cold, before laying your head on his shoulder and drifting in and out of sleep.

“By the way.” You said groggily, breaking the silence. “What brings you to Hoia forest? I didn’t think it was a tourist attraction in the Middle Ages.”

“Tourism, here?” He looked over his shoulder at you skeptically.

“Yeah, complete with picnicking families, very few people think it's haunted anymore, at least according to my taxi driver.”

“Hmm.” He grunted. “Your taxi driver, whatever that is, was wrong.”

“Then why are you here?”

He was silent for so long you thought he wouldn’t answer. As you walked you swore you saw children in truly ancient clothing made of animal hides running between the trees and closely watching you, though Trevor did not seem to notice. You’d been so distracted by all the apparitions that when he finally answered you nearly jumped out of your skin. “I got into some trouble in Wallachia…they followed me through Transylvania, so I decided to go where no sane person goes.”

Great, a dangerous criminal. At least he was kind enough to kill that creature from earlier, bandage you up, and help you to town. Maybe he wasn’t that bad, but you were too afraid to ask, especially since he was just a random man in the woods. Still, you had no choice but to trust him under the circumstances. There is no way you could have traversed across the uneven ground and snow without him. You were honestly thankful to have him with you, for all the practical reasons, and because of all the ghosts and shadows watching you. On your way into the forest, you had problems with random anxiety and feeling watched but you never saw anything. Unlike now, where there was something creepy in every direction you looked. Maybe that was the difference between your world and this one… Here all the tales were real.

“What do you keep looking at?” Trevor asked, clearly annoyed by either your frantic head turning or your continually burrowing into him.

“Do you not see them? All the…people running around.” You decided to avoid the word ghost in case they could hear you.

He looked around, clenching his jaw. “I only see trees.”

“Well, I'm sorry to inform you but we’re surrounded by ghosts.”

“Not surprising considering where we are…have you always been able to see ghosts?”

You shook your head. “Nope. First time.”

He grunted. “Any I should be worrying about?”

“They’re just watching, but there is an increasing number of women in their twenties or thirties.”

“Odd” Was all he said as he walked on.

After about twenty more minutes the percentage of women continued to grow. They all watched the two of you from behind the trees. Except one, a woman with long stringy black hair, hollowed cheekbones, and a slit throat suddenly appeared not even 5 feet in front of you. “Stop, you must not go there!” She yelled, before disappearing again.

She’d nearly made you jump off Trevor’s back, but you managed to barely keep your grip. Trevor stopped immediately, his hand leaving your legs to find his weapons. “Where is it? What happened?”

“A-a ghost. She just-just yelled to stop and not go…somewhere…?” You spoke through shaky breaths.

“Well, that’s concerning.”

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