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a continuation of their scene from the s2 finale.
i wanted to write a softer take on their post-transformation relationship.
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24 Jul 2026
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Olrox didn’t doubt there was a god. Not anymore, not after that day when he watched the Belmont distract the messiah, saving Mizrak from her grasp. The war was over. They’d suffered heavy casualties, and Mizrak was blessedly not one of them.
Things are going well, Olrox finally feels alive again, though he's pretty sure whatever emotions Mizrak once had for him are gone. Mizrak and him didn't speak, just walked in silence side by side. Olrox resigned himself to the fact he'd have to find someone else, Mizrak couldn't give two shits about him.
And up until now he had been right. Up until a keg of gunpowder exploded next to him, sending Olrox directly into Mizrak. They toppled to the floor and Olrox groaned in pain, looking at the shard of wood buried in his chest.TLDR: Author contrives a life or death scenario so that Mizrak can pull his head out of his ass. He finally has a chance to be free from the vampire forever, but did he really want to?
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23 Jul 2026
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A warm hand brushed across his naked shoulder, delicately, like Olrox was a fine piece of china. He stopped his motions, comb halfway down his left side where his braid had been undone. A thumb pressed into his skin, rubbing his shoulder in small circles. A low hum flowed out of his throat as he leaned into the heat, like a snake seeping into warm sunlight.
"Looking to fix your mess?" He asked.
"Give me the comb." Mizrak eloquently grunted.
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Post-coitus. Mizrak brushes Olrox's hair and the two share a sweet intimate moment before work calls.
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23 Jul 2026
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It was with great horror that he realised his body wasn't as repulsed as his brain while gazing upon the display. Sat on the altar, the cause of his current frustrations appeared almost divine. His skin looked warm under the candlelight, framed by the reds and greens pouring in from the stained glass, skin inviting his touch, looking like his lips would melt if they were taken between his own. His hair spilled over velvet covered shoulders like fine silk, curling out from the moisture in the air, resembling dark wine from where the light poured. Green eyes glinted with mischief, always appearing younger than they truly were. His elegant fingers tapped silently on the altar, counting each second with remarkable precision.
Mizrak's body was starting to get less than virtuous ideas.
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Or: Olrox fucks Mizrak over an altar.
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23 Jul 2026
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with the kisses of his mouth by architecture_in_f1ll0ry
Fandoms: Castlevania: Nocturne (Cartoon)
08 Oct 2023
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Mizrak feels himself weakening, the corrupt animal of his body flaying open to blasphemous want, and nearly pants from the effort of keeping his eyes trained on the vampire’s as he speaks, rather than fall to that tempting mouth.
“Oh,” the vampire breathes knowingly. He tilts his head in understanding, the gesture disarmingly human. “Has the world abandoned you, Mizrak?”
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23 Jul 2026