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yurujoeri:

I like the implication that Dracula recognizes Trevor as a Belmont because of how wimpy his punches are.

I like that interpretation more. “Ah yes, this bastard, who’s first instinct upon seeing the world’s most powerful vampire was to punch him in the face. Yes, he’s from that family isn’t he?”

*gets punched in the face*

“There’s only one clan of absolute fucking lunatics in this backwater sty crazy enough to see the avatar of evil and throw a haymaker. Belmont, how’re you doing? How’s the family?”

I have the personal (and probably vastly inaccurate) head canon that, back in the day when Leon Belmont and Dracula were sort-of friends, Leon first met/routinely greeted Dracula with a Punch To The Face.
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mistiqartsillustration:

These three are just so perfectly made for each other, I just cant stop drawing them this month! I have several really saucy poses in the works! Each Trephacard pose will have one of each in the middle, getting all the attention. This first one is where Sypha gets to be pampered the most. PATREON: linked in Bio 💕
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professorsparklepants:

God imagining Trevor rescuing Lisa from the mob is so fucking funny like he saves this poor woman from being burned at the stake as a witch and she’s like “thank you so much! let me introduce you to my husband! he’ll be so grateful you helped me!” and not only is this guy a fucking vampire, the creatures the Belmonts been hunting for hundreds of years, but he’s fucking Vlad Dracula Tepes, King of the Night, Prince of Darkness

The awkward standoff would be absolutely legendary I’m crying with laughter just thinking about it

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…suddenly, all I can think of is Dracula involuntarily comparing Trevor to his distant ancestor, Leon Belmont - who, if we’re stretching it a bit, Dracula was friends with, once upon a time. 

Dracula, thinking: There’s not that much of a resemblance.

Trevor Belmont: “…what the FUCK?!”

Dracula, again: Oh. There it is.
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stellabutterfly:

“Alucard, are you ready for this?”
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wyvern-scar:

the gang finds a mysterious wall chicken

aka sypha and alucard attempt to stop trevor from eating mystery meat found behind a wall
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cerastes:

You need to understand some important things about Simon Belmont.

He’s a good man, he’s a Gym Chad, he’s the one that sees someone super scrawny or morbidly obese enter the gym and immediately gives them the warmest welcome and helps them get fit. He’s the guy playing basketball with the neighborhood kids after Sunday mass, Simon’s good.

But that doesn’t mean Simon’s soft.

Look at his body. Look at his Triple A Grade Beefcake constitution. Simon Belmont cracks chestnuts with his pectorals. Whenever he flexes his biceps, ballistic detection radars everywhere trigger. His hands are considered open carry weapons. Why did he develop this body of steel? To make sure evil REALLY gets what its got coming to it.

Simon’s good, but not soft. Simon went and beat the UTTER HELL out of Dracula (who in the Castlevania context is basically a living God) and his whole Halloween entourage (which included Death It-fucking-self), just fucking ragdolled that Bela Lugosi-looking mother fucker across his stupid ass throne room like he owed him money, and then, when we thought he was done, when he thought he was done, Dracula is like “I really don’t like getting my ass beat this hard, so I’m gonna curse you with my dying breath, haha, later sucker!”

And that was the worst mistake Dracula could have ever made, because Simon, now Super Kaio Ken Times 10 Ultra Instinct Blanco El Padre Forma Final Pissed. How pissed is that? Why, pissed enough to manually, personally traverse a whole country looking for the scattered pieces of Dracula’s body (BECAUSE HE MANGLED HIM THAT DAMN HARD, I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH), finding them, assembling them in an extra unholy altar, and reviving Dracula with his own hands just so he could beat the UTTER HELL out of him again, but EVEN HARDER this time. Just god damn made Playdoh out of his head! Threw him against every piece of furniture in the room! There’s literally no part of Dracula that Simon didn’t punch and whip! How fucking upset do you have to be to reassemble a walking horror and revive him with your own damn hands just so you can one up your own ultra beatdown from just a while ago? SIMON BELMONT UPSET, THAT’S HOW UPSET. At that point, Dracula didn’t even TRY again while Simon was alive, no way, he was done getting Turboplexed through tables and 67-hit air combo’d. He was like “aight G, you, you live the rest of your life good, I’m done now, sorry, I’m so sorry” and the Simon beat him up some more, and left a message to all his descendants: “If you see this bitch? Fuck him UP”. And his entire bloodline DELIVERED.

Castlevania is a franchise of people just beating the tar out of a technically very powerful dude because he messed with the wrong beefcake. Dracula has Death Itself at his side and it doesn’t help him! Hell, Death gets beat up just as much as Dracula, if not a bit more! When not even Grim Gregory Reaper himself can fucking help you, why are you EVEN TRYING to go at these people!? Even Dracula’s son, Alucard, was like “oh yeah no actually I don’t wanna get ragdolled like that” and switched sides so he could ragdoll his own dad (also because of some mom stuff but), like, IT’S JUST COMMON SENSE.

Simon’s good, but not soft. You cross him, you really pay for it for generations through generations. You BETTER behave.
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andreala-rae:

“Who Am I…?”

“…You are my son.”

Little explaining to do here… so this is a “what if?” type of picture.  What if Alucard had not been shown who he was by the Lost Soul during Mirror of Fate… because Dracula found that bastard and busted him into oblivion, along with the Mirror of Fate.  So that leaves Dracula to welcome his son back into the world and screw fate up hardcore because dude wants to be a goddamn father and aint nothing gonna stop him from that, K?  :3

Anyhow this is meant to be a platonic “Oh my gawd, it’s my son and he’s alive!” type of picture but if you wanna see it in a far more insidious way then by all means go for it… because I totally ship that shit, no lie.
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