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4alu · 15 days
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⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐘
— ★ alucard hellsing x nonbinary!reader ⋆⋆⋆ sfw. alucard seeks his favorite person in the manor for his daily dose of praise ········· › fluff. praise. gentle touches. reader calls him a good boy.
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With an exasperated huff, the door to your office swings open. The Count's eyes smoldering with red power from the recent scolding from his master Integra. He closes the door firmly behind him, leaning against it with crossed arms. His gaze conveying a mixture of annoyance and subtle desperation.
"Alucard," you greet warmly, your smile a beacon of reassurance in the dimness of the room. Your gentle tone washes over him, soothing the jagged edges of his nerves. His lips twitch, a subtle indication of the internal struggle between maintaining his stoic facade and succumbing to the comfort of your presence.
In that fleeting moment, it's as if the weight of his troubles evaporates, eclipsed by the simple joy of being in your company.
As you draw closer, Alucard leans in slightly, bringing himself to eye level with you. There's a subtle anticipation in his posture, an unspoken plea for acknowledgment after enduring a particularly long and trying mission. He waits, expectant, for the reassurance he knows you'll offer—that affirmation of his efforts and behavior despite the challenges he faced.
"So pretty," you murmur, your voice carrying genuine admiration as your fingers graze against his rough features. Alucard's response is a low, rumbling growl, a sign of his approval at the affectionate gesture.
With fluttering eyelids, he inhales deeply, savoring the scent of your presence as if it were the most intoxicating perfume.
His expressions softens, the hard edges of his personality melting away as he listens to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat. "You're warm," he hisses through clenched fangs. The warmth of your hands spreads through his body like a comforting embrace, thawing the icy walls he's built around himself. It's a sensation he's unaccustomed to, yet undeniably drawn to—a reminder of the humanity he thought he had lost.
Feeling his tension melt away under your touch, you continue to stroke his jawline, marveling at the contrast between his cold skin and the warmth of your palms. You hum in agreement, your voice barely above a whisper. "You're so well trained, my vampire."
A flicker of pride flashes in his crimson eyes at your words, and his lips curl into a small, albeit reluctant, smile. "For you, maybe," he murmurs, though the hint of satisfaction in his tone betrays his true feelings.
You lean in closer, your breath mingling with his as you gaze into his eyes. "Such a good boy," you continue softly, "what can't you do, hm? So very powerful, could kill everyone in this building if you wanted to."
His growl softens into a purr at your praise, and he leans into your touch, basking in the warmth and affirmation you offer. For a moment, the weight of his responsibilities lifts, replaced by the simple comfort of your presence.
As you continue to soothe him with your gentle words and touch, the tension in his muscles eases, and he leans into you, seeking solace in your embrace.
With a contented sigh, Alucard closes his eyes, allowing himself to fully relax in your presence, knowing that no matter what challenges may lie ahead, you will always be there to support him.
And for that, he is eternally grateful.
You revel in the rare moment of vulnerability that the vampire king allows himself to display, understanding the weight of his duties and the burdens he carries as "Hellsing's lapdog." With gentle fingers, you brush away a stray strand of hair from his face, your touch tender yet reassuring.
"Rest now, love," you murmur softly, your voice a soothing melody in the quiet of your office. "I'll speak to Integra soon."
He nods in silent agreement, his trust in you evident in the way he leans into your touch, seeking comfort and reassurance. With a sense of tranquility settling over him, Alucard allows himself to succumb to the exhaustion that weighs heavily on his shoulders, knowing that you will continue to defend his name to the unforgiving organization as he sleeps.
In the quiet of the halls, the only sound that fills the air is the steady rhythm of his slow footsteps as he returns to his chambers.
These checkups being a reminder of the fragile balance between darkness and light that exists within him.
And as long as he walks this earth, you will be there to guide him, to comfort him, and to remind him that he is never truly alone.
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Dang we need some more Hellsing love ❤️
I’d like to request a headcanon of Alucard realizing he’s falling in love please
Yes, we do <3 And now I want to work on my Alucard fic damn xD
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Shit, no, go back, no way, that can’t be possible.
Alucard hates it.
He can’t fall in love, he’s a monster.
The last thing he wants is to put more people that he cares for in danger.
Someone please rip his heart out and kill him - Permanently this time - He just can’t take the pain of developing feelings.
He’s gotten to the point that he can’t even look at you anymore without wanting to rip his hair out and set himself ablaze.
And if that’s not enough, although he never had the urge to drink anyone’s blood while it spilled, yours was attracting him like a bee to the honey.
Why in the actual hell did fate have to play such an awfully cruel joke on him, an immortal, doomed to eternal agony... To develop feelings on someone as perfect of you?
He’ll keep his distance as much as possible from you, and he’ll even act spontaneously cold, distant and mean to the point that you were sure he hated you, but little did you know, it was the exact opposite.
Without even realising, he finds himself appearing in front of you defensively and protecting you, and with a quick peek to see if you were alright, he’d disappear just as quickly.
If you ever get injured, however, hell WILL break lose, and he will be more violent and aggressive than you’ve ever seen him before.
When you’re sleeping, he’d occasionally come over and sit by the window, reminiscing the awful fate that had befallen him, but seeing you sleeping so peacefully, he managed to come to terms with the fact that he has feelings for you.
He’d never pursue you though, and if even if you were to share feelings for him, Alucard would push you away, for your own good.
It isn’t until your life is in danger because of a stupid mistake - Mistake that meant protecting him and getting injured in the process - That he starts yelling at you for being such a dumbass...
And he unintentionally confesses his love for you while at it - And he doesn’t realise it until you fall quiet, and a silly smile starts forming on your face.
From there on, you get more confident in trying to convince him to accept his feelings for you, and see how it goes on further.
Still, Alucard, for as long as he’s going to be walking the Earth, he will have fright, concern and dread that he will lose you... And though that may happen at some point, he ‘prays’ every day that he will die before you.
He doesn’t think he can take the pain of losing you. Ever.
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stuckinhell102 · 3 months
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What if Alucard has his s/o stressed out or overworked themselves
Alucard with an overworking s/o!
Sfw|Romantic
He is already used to Integra being an overworker so he knows how to deal with the issue.
He would go through a wall and just grab his s/o and pull them with him into his room.
If you complain that you have work to do he will shush you with a kiss.
He would also use his vampire powers to make you go to sleep.
When u wake up you see that your work has been finished.(Alucard asked Walter to finish it for you)
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faioula16 · 1 year
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Hello! Can we get a soft/needy Alucard headcanons with his s/o? Fem or gn, whatever you feel comfortable with. Thank you 😊
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✿ You walked through the halls of Hellsing's manor, your steps slow yet your kinda of short figure remained straight and prideful. You stopped on your way into the kitchen once you spotted two soldiers whispering to each other in a low tone.
✿ One of them held a fine-designed bottle with a red liquid that seemed like wine. (Let's be honest, every one of you knows pretty well what is inside the bottle).
✿ "It's your turn to deliver this" The chubby one pointed out.
✿ The tall-skinny soldier frowned at his partner's suggestion. 'Have you lost your mind!? There's no way I'm going down there. God knows what that sinister monster has in store for people like you and me!"
✿ "I will get this" You spoke suddenly with your hand reaching out, startling both of them as a result.
✿ The soldiers gazed at you and then at each other before they finally stared back at you with unsure expressions.
✿ "Are you sure you can-" The chubby began to say but the other man interrupted him abruptly as he grabbed the 'wine' and gave it to you.
✿ Without a word you turned on your heel and walked away, holding the glass bottle with both hands behind your back. You heard a weak "Be careful" But instead of feeling the slightest concern, the smirk across your face grew bigger.
✿ On your way down to the long rocky stairs of the estate's basement, a thought crossed your mind. 'Cowards, what a disappointment for the Hellsing organization".
✿ "Indeed, my princess" Alucard's deep voice echoed within the walls with an amused laughter following shortly after.
✿ "How many times will I tell you to not read my thoughts without my permission?" Your tone was serious but Alucard knew better you were just joking around.
✿ "How much time will it take you to know that I am only teasing you, my beloved?" The vampire king's grin widened showing his pure white teeth along with his sharp fangs.
✿ You gave out a deep sigh and looked straight into his glowing eyes. "Catch" Without a second warning, you threw the glass bottle at his direction. You gave him a satisfied grin when his hand caught the desired object in the air with such ease.
✿ Your eyebrow raised a bit once Alucard glanced at you while patting gently his lap with one hand.
✿ "Not until I'll be sure you're no longer 'thirsty'" You answered with closed eyes and a gentle smile.
✿ "You do remember my vow to you, don't you, princess?" Alucard questioned calmly.
✿  "How much time will it take you to know that I am only teasing you, Alucard?" You joked as you made your way to him. You sat on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a loving embrace. "I missed you", You whispered to him.
✿ It took him a whole minute but he returned the loving gesture by embracing you back. Covering your upper body almost completely with his long arms.
✿ One hand reached up and began to caress the back of your head while the other was giving your back gentle rubs. His eyelids closed slowly and a genuine smile appeared across his lips, he finally had you in his arms after so many hours of waiting for you to pay him your every night visit. "My princess, you have no idea how much I craved your touch" Alucard's voice sounded like a blissful melody, as he had already rested the side of his face against yours. The low tone of his voice along with the soft waves of his breathing hit your ears ever so softly. His lips gave your cheek a sweet kiss, making you grin a bit as you bury your face into the crock of his neck, and nuzzle his pale yet smooth skin. A fair chuckle escaped him. "is my beloved one too tired to roam the night with me?" Alucard laughed sarcastically at your half-sleeping state.
✿ "I haven't even the strength to respond to your arrogant stupid words properly" You sounded so exhausted. "I worked all day, I know it is my turn to stay up through the night with you but...it's not always easy for me as it is for you"
✿ "There's no reason to explain yourself to me about your human needs. If you wish to stay put and rest for the night then I am more than willing to enjoy a peaceful evening with no one else but you my dear" Alucard held you against him, noticing how your breathing began to slow down as you fell asleep into his embrace. The monster and the man inside him laughed in amusement. How could such a little mortal like yourself change the ruthless beast inside him? Alucard will remain awake to guard what's most precious to him and treasure such moments between you both.
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mysadcorner · 9 months
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Hi I'm not sure if this is against any rules you have, could I please request some headcanons where him and his human s/o have twins and them raising their half vampire babies.
Alucard As A Father Headcanons
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• Alucard may seem slightly distant at first due to being completely unprepared for the thought of having a child, but after processing it he’ll be very happy about it. He will be concerned about you and any problems that may occur along the way, but overall he’s excited about a further step in your commitment to each other.
• The thought of twins make everything much more dramatic for him, as he’s going to be rushing around trying to figure out what he now needs for two babies on the way. He wouldn’t struggle trying to keep up with them, but having to care for them and keep them happy and out of danger (which he tends to be near quite often) is a daunting thought.
• Having a human significant other would worry him a lot, especially since his traits could be a prt of both children. He doesn’t want them to hurt you before they’ve even been born, and once they start to grow they could easily cause you a lot of damage during a tantrum which is something he always keeps in the back of his mind.
• While they’re growing up he’s very proud of both children, even if they’re just behaving like normal babies. He’s proud of them because they’re his and seem to be growing well and healthily, and any achievements or milestones they have will lead to him fixating on it for quite some time (you’ll probably have to tell him to shut up because of how often he brings it up).
• If they do have any long standing behavioural problems then he will be concerned since he knows how hard vampires are to control, but his own children being half human make this even harder. It takes him a while to actually figure out their strength and capabilities, and whether this will lead them to hurting other humans or causing damage towards you during an argument or time of being upset.
• Since you are human, other vampires will probably be curious as to who Alucard had children with, which will definitely put yours and your children’s lives at risk. Alucard would be very protective of all three of you at all times, even if danger doesn’t seem imminent, as he knows that it could still happen at any time and losing his family would cause him to spiral more than anything.
• skills and learning - Alucard would spend as much time as he could to teach both children, both discipline and skills. Alucard doesn’t want his children to grow up into someone like him, but if they do he wants them to know how to look after themselves and be independent if they need to be in the event of anything happening to you and Alucard when they’re older, as well as wishing them a life they can enjoy.
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dollwrites · 6 months
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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, heavy noncon, abuse and injuries, threats of violence against reader in detail, graphic depictions of blood, foot fucking, all characters featured are aged 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3
𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day twenty-six [ jan valentine + foot fucking ]
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the last dime-shaped burn was still sizzling on your flesh, a faint gray stream curling up from your ankle as your bare feet rub against his lap. your skin was already littered with marks— bruises, cuts, burns. dozens of them. a staggering reminder, most of which would permanently marr your visage, that you were at the vampire’s mercy.
“You know what you are now, don’tcha?” his smirk was wide and toothy, twisting his ragged features into a chilling sight to behold. the gold hoops in his lower lips glint as he speaks, catching what little bit of light still held from the flickering, broken bulb that hung from the ceiling. you were grateful that your surroundings were mostly concealed in darkness, but you could smell the carnage. all the blood and gun smoke. the stench of the death of your friends and coworkers that lingered in the hallways. you were humiliated enough when you couldn’t even fight back, but the fact that Jan Valentine hadn’t even bothered to kill you yet, and instead had played with you, was even worse. treating you like a child’s doll, he left his marks on you, and pretzeled you into whatever position he wanted to torture you in next, and you could do nothing to stop it. unlike your stronger and more courageous comrades, who’d fought to their demise, you were left for the vampires to do with as they pleased. you sniffle, but the tears had mostly dried on your face, and look up at him with big, scared eyes. you’d already learnt better than to beg him for mercy, if your busted lip was an indication. Jan grinned wider, cocked his head to the side, and snickered. “You’re my little fuckslut now.” his razor’s edge fangs were stained red. with whose blood? you didn’t want to know. “A piece of meat, for me to carve up however the fuck I want to.”
you flinch at that, and push your trembling toes against his cock more fervently, allowing the entire sole of your soft foot to massage the rigid veins. he seems harder now that he’s describing cutting you.
“Thinking about making you bleed some more is making me hard, fuck.” Jan hisses, malevolently, as he reaches for you. one, rough grip takes hold of the hair at your scalp, and you cry out, closing your eyes tightly as he jerks you closer. “I think that’s what I’ll do. Make you a real prime cut of fuckmeat. Take away any part of you that wants to tell me no, or fight back, and leave only the places I can stick my dick untouched. What do you say? Want me to cut you?”
you shake your head, whimpering a nearly incoherent babble of no’s and god no’s.
“Then you better make every limb that that you want to keep useful, because only the parts of you that I can fuck interest me.” his threat spurs you, and you whimper, rubbing your soles against his cock with more urgency. you had a feeling he wasn’t bluffing, and that the sick bastard would actually cut your feet off if you didn’t make them useful to him. and that meant servicing him. “Keep going,” Jan grinned like the devil, jutting his hips forward as the toe of his heavy boot taps against the floor. “Wanna see my dick between your feet. Make it feel as good as a pussy, and I’ll letcha keep ‘em once I’ve shot my load on ‘em.”
you physically cringe and recoil at his words— they were so vulgar. but, you do as instructed and clamp your feet together, creating a tight gap for his cock to slide into, and you pump them up and down, your motions awkward and erratic, lacking skill. after all, you’ve never had to do this for anyone before. but you got the feeling this wouldn’t be the last time you were forced to do this for him.
“You’re gettin’ it.” Jan grunted in mild approval, and launched a wad of spit into his own lap. it soaked your feet, and you had no choice but to smear it over his twitching, swollen cock as they stroked it. your eyes flit to the sight of your disgraced, bruised feet and then away, humiliated and ashamed. Jan laughs, a loud and raspy cackle, stomping one foot close to you. “What, you still shy?” he taunts, menacing and cruel. “Stupid bitch, I’m not even close to being done here. You better get used to watching me fuck every part of ya, and show some gratitude for my choice to keep you alive while I do it.”
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ddarker-dreams · 2 years
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Fire & Brimstone. Yan Alucard x F Reader
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Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, religious themes (specifically relating to Judeo-Christianity), blasphemy, some not SFW implications. Word count: 2k.
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You are an instrument of the divine.
However, unlike the shortsighted design of the mortals, you are not limited to any one role. In the Divine Father wills it, you shall sing hymnals in the balcony, sound the drums of the percussion, breathe new life into the woodwinds and brass, and caress or shred the strings according to His tempo. You made good on every order you were charged with, whether it be delivering messages in dreams or wielding a flaming sword so that fallen mankind could not reengage paradise.
This was your testimony, the crowning jewel of existing before the earth itself was formed.
You thought you had done well as a good and faithful servant — brought glory to the one most high.
So why is it when you need Him most, your director has left the stage, leaving you without a baton to follow?
“I see you haven’t bothered messing with your bind’s enchantments in some time,” a baritone voice notes. He has been here longer than he’s seen fit to speak, you know this well, the tangible miasma of malignity permeating the air. The reprobate continues, unbidden as always, “I told you long ago that it’d be no use, didn’t I? If only you had believed me then, you could’ve saved yourself the trouble. Deceit isn’t in my nature.”
He who dwells in the dark encroaches on you from numerous angles, having not yet taken a physical form. Tickling your sides, breathing on the back of your neck, applying the slightest pressure to your chest. Your eyes aren’t blindfolded but they might as well be. He won’t let you see him until he decides it’d humor him. So you’re left unsure of where to look, or glare, to be more accurate; instead alternating your attention between the areas his voice resonates the most.
You lift your head from its resting position to respond. “Should I count you among the saints for this redeeming quality of yours?”
“I’d prefer you didn’t. Their sins might just eclipse mine, especially those of Roman Catholic inclination.”
It wasn’t the audacity of his words or even the blasphemy that stirred you to malady, but the sheer nonchalance that grates your insides like you swallowed barbed wire. He speaks not just to get a rise from you, but to show each unique angle of his depravity, the geometry of which astounds its viewer. Saying these things meant nothing to him. It neither vindicated him nor brought him closer to any goal. No, it is a hedonistic taunt unlike what even the demons would partake in. For they had, twisted as it may be, a vision in their minds to achieve, an apex to reach. Hence their conniving ways.
Not him — Vlad the Impaler, Alucard, Dracula. This isn’t a battle, but the victory feast that follows a successful conquest. He has what he wants.
For he has you.
An angel whose wings, though intact, may not fly; upward and away to the welkin above that is your rightful dwelling place.
There’s a shift in the air. Freezing temperatures bite at your exposed skin and pressure comparable to that which humans experience deep underwater weighs down on you, yet you have no way to defend yourself. The second you draw forth from the well of your innate abilities, it’s absorbed by esoteric runes scrawled alongside the dimension he holds you captive in, the now shining glyphs hungrily lapping up your power.
The runes revert to a dull outline when you give up, feeling drained and utterly vulnerable.
When you gather the strength to reopen your eyes, regret overwhelms you, yet you cannot find the strength to look away.
Alucard sits mere feet away from you on a throne befitting his bottomless avarice. Golden embellishments twist and turn alongside it in elaborate carvings, reminiscent of the era in which he ruled, its cushions deep velvet and plush. His hair is long strands of black, darker than the night sky when no stars are visible. The longer you look, the more convinced you feel that the ends slightly move, as if in a hypnotizing dance. His pallid complexion suits his supernatural inclination, not the slightest flush of life dusting his cheeks. This is compensated for by his billowing frock coat, which boasts a deep crimson hue whose shade is only challenged by the glow of his unblinking eyes.
He drums his long fingers alongside the throne’s arm while resting his chin on his fist. When he speaks, his voice deep enough for shivers to envelop your body, you note the pointedness of his teeth.
“Your thoughts still persist of nothing but a God who has forgotten you, cast you aside for a salivating beast such as myself to do with as I please. Does this not challenge your faith? Are you a fool blinded by ignorance, or a willing victim who’d rather ignore the truth than risk facing reality?”
“My God has not forgotten about me,” is your firm retaliation.
Alucard smiles without a hint of kindness.
“No, he remembers, yet here we are, your prayers unanswered and your cheeks wet by the constant flow of tears. Would you not say that’s worse? For him to know of your suffering and still not come to your aid?”
The chains securing you in place rattle as you fight against them, incensed by his remarks. Instead of surrendering the second you feel too much vitality leave your body, you persist, searing hot pain greeting you in abundance. The pain grows like a crescendo that’s doomed to never reach its peak. Overexertion has you sweating blood, still, you do not stop, his despicable physiognomy spurring you on.
Eventually, he shakes his head and sighs. The pentagram etched into his glove gleams an otherworldly color. With this, he seals your power in its entirety, putting a premature end to your fruitless retaliation. There’s no more energy for you to wring out of yourself. For whatever reason, he allowed you the small dignity of maintaining your divine expression, perhaps to further cement the insurmountable gap in your abilities.
“What is it with pious folk and their obsession with self-induced pain?” He wonders. “You’re no better than the flagellants of old.”
“Did you come here for the sole purpose of mocking me? Is that how you derive your pleasure these days, Count?”
“In part. You must believe me when I say this isn’t my ultimate design, sweet Seraph. It is you who draws this out, prideful thing that you are.”
The jab at your supposed pride is ignored in favor of understanding his more wicked statement. His point about never having technically lied to you stands true, loath as you are to admit it, though that doesn’t mean he won’t start now. Sick premonitions flood your mind. Is there worse damnation awaiting you? Was this but an appetizer of the anguish to come?
“Oh? Does this frighten you, little dove? You’re trembling.”
He’s right. The chains shake in a shrill cacophony, just for a different reason than before.
In the blink of an eye, he is before you, his towering height causing a shadow to eclipse your shivering form. The smooth fabric of his gloved fingers caresses your skin. He lifts your chin upward, forcing you to meet his gaze. Those eyes that have witnessed untold bloodshed swirl with indiscernible emotions. The air in your lungs matters little. Despite its presence, you think you might be drowning.
“Or could it be… that it is I who frightens you so?”
Who wouldn’t be, when the devil himself locked the doors of hell to bar this creature’s entry?
“... Unhand me at once, you have no right to touch my person,” the weak glare you send his way earns nothing but amusement. The squeaking mouse caught inside the lion’s claws lacks the backing to make such bold demands.
“It is a new millennium that we live in, [First]. Such archaic systems are no longer in place,” a tongue too long to be normal wets his lips. Every muscle in your body goes rigid as if you were entering rigor mortis upon sensing his caprice. “I jest, dear, I jest. I have prolonged ravishing you for this long. What are a few centuries more?”
His pointer finger plays with your bottom lip. “I wonder if you could withstand such a lengthy imprisonment. In this form, you’d feel each second drag by, occupied by your thoughts and nothing else. There would be no reprieve, not a singular instance of relief. I’d go so far as to say you’ll look forward to entertaining my company, since it’s the only company you’ll have.”
Give not into temptation. Do not ask what you must do to be freed from this purgatory. He won’t tell you unless you make the query. He wants you to ask. To lower yourself to his level so he may satisfy himself with your humiliation. Temptation is the most blistering when you know that, no matter how hard you try to convince yourself, there are two paths that you could take. You want to convince yourself that there is no other choice. His assessment of calling you a willing victim to ignorance would ring true should you try.
“To avoid this…” there is only a single set of eyes staring at you, but you feel as if there are thousands, “What must I do?”
Alucard’s subsequent face-splitting grin is every bit as grotesque as you feared it would be. His chest rumbles, laughter erupting from his form. There’s nothing that you can do but take it. This embarrassment is uniquely painful, since you brought it on yourself.
“I thought you’d never ask. Dear girl, remind me, what was the first thing your god said not to be good regarding his creation?”
The answer comes easy, even if you don’t fully understand where he’s going with this line of questioning.
“He said it was not good for man to be alone.”
He nods, content by your obedience. You try not to dwell on the fact.
“And how did he rectify that?”
“By giving him a wife—”
You cut yourself off, your eyes going wide enough to sting, harrowing realization settling in. “Surely… you couldn’t possibly mean to…!”
This is unheard of. A desecration so profound that history itself had never encountered anything like it.
“Take you as my bride? Yes, that has been my intention from the beginning, I plucked you from the sky for that very reason. Cruelty may be all you’ve ever known from me, but I am perfectly capable of benevolence. Bind yourself to me for eternity. Worship me and I will worship you in return. Is this not a more pleasing arrangement than your previous affiliation? You worked so hard for a master who has forsaken you.”
“He hasn’t… no, he wouldn’t…”
Physical ailment and internal malaise plagues you. There is no cure, no antidote to soothe the insults you’ve suffered by his unrelenting verbal assault.
“What makes you so convinced? Did he not grant Mephistopheles permission to torment Faust in the same way I’m tormenting you?”
“It was a trial — yes, a trial — to prove man can overcome evil. You are twisting things! Forcing them to align to further your goals! Do not turn your back on me, you fiend, I will interpret it as you admitting defeat.”
Alucard takes his time getting comfortable in his throne, which is now a few measly feet away. He reclines while you continue verbally admonishing him. It’s not until you’re huffing for breath that he sees fit to dignify you with a response.
“Man might be able to overcome evil, on rare occasions,” he acknowledges. You think you may be gaining ground in this everlasting battle between wits. This has to be your reward for staying strong for so long, refusing to bend your ideals no matter how much easier it’d be to give in. A mustard seed that might yet flourish should you continue nourishing it.
He leans forward, that deplorable grin from earlier making its unwelcome return.
“But can you?”
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luxury-leeches · 2 years
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What do you think would happen if Alucard and his soon-to-be s/o went on an undercover mission as a married couple at a couple's counseling retreat in Hawaii?
Personally? I think he’s be pretty smug about it. His crush and himself alone on a couples retreat? Even if it’s just an excuse for him to finish the mission, he’s soak it in as much as possible. You wouldn’t be left alone for more than a few mere minutes, he’d be in your bubble every chance he gets. All followed by him saying, “Don’t you want my mission to be successful? We NEED to look like a loving couple after all, my dear.” Let’s just hope you two aren’t asked to kiss in front of others or else you’ll be hearing him chuckle his signature chuckle as he leans down, looking you in the eyes, and just teases the living hell out of you. “Come now, my dear. Don’t you want to put on a show for them?”
That’s all I got for now, I’ll probably touch up on this later but I’m not sure tbh lol
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steam-junk · 2 years
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I~ I want your love!
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DNI + About Me
I'm Fizz, I'm a writer who writes both fanfiction and original work. I'm 13 years old, I use they/them pronouns, and I'm in wayyyy too many fandoms to count.
Non-writing posts over at @fizz-lovez-u
Please DNI if you are:
Homophobic, transphobic, racist, etc.
A pedophile, "MAP," Zoophile, other associated terms. Even the "non-offending" ones.
Just here to spread hate
Here to give me shit about my age
More to be added ;)
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I~ I want enough!
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Requests - Closed
What I will write:
Fluff
Comfort
Angst
Headcanons
Oneshots
Scenarios
Slightly suggestive
Light gore
Violence
x reader
Gender neutral reader unless requested otherwise
Male reader if requested
Female reader if requested
Some mental illness, but only if I feel I understand and can respectfully portray it.
More to be added ;)
What I won't write:
Smut
Fetish
Romanticism/fetishism of dark topics
Heavy gore
Ship
More to be added ;)
If what you're requesting isn't listed, just send it in! No harm in trying! <3
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I~ Want to be part of you!
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Fandoms and characters I write:
Stray:
Momo
Doc
Zbaltazar
Clementine
Seamus
Guardian
Blazer
Rise of the TMNT:
Donnatello
Raphael
Leonardo
Michaelangelo
Repo Mantis
Danganronpa THH:
All male characters except for Hifumi Yamada and Monokuma.
Ask about fem. characters. Sometimes I have a harder time writing them, but I will try!
Danganronpa GD:
All male characters except for Monokuma, Hajime Hinata, and Nekomaru Nidai.
Ask about fem. characters. Sometimes I have a harder time writing them, but I will try!
Genshin Impact:
All playable male characters
Dainsleif
Baizhu
Scaramouche
Teppei
Enjou
Dottore
Beidou
Xinyan
Yanfei
Yoimiya
Kokomi
Mona
Yelan
Ask about unlisted fem. characters. Sometimes I have a harder time writing them, but I will try!
Platonically:
Qiqi, Sayu, Klee, and Diona
Tales of Arcadia:
Jim
Douxie
Angor Rott
Krel
Glitch Techs:
Five
Mitch
Hazbin Hotel:
Alastor
Husk
Angel Dust
Sir Pentious
Helluva Boss:
Striker
Fizzarolli
Ozzie (Occasionally)
Blitzø
Stolas
Gravity Falls:
Bill Cipher
Ford Pines
Hellsing (Ultimate):
Pip Bernadotte
Alucard
Alexander Anderson
Tiān Guān Cì Fú/
Heaven Official's Blessing
Xie Lian
Hua Cheng
Fu Yao
Nan Feng
The Storm Crow
Caylus
Ericen
More to be added
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I~ I want your love!
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Playing: Haunt, the Cartoon Heart - Bear Ghost.
More coming soon.
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krewekreep · 7 months
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When he grabs your neck while drilling in you from behind. Curving you into a messy kiss. For a moment he releases his tight grip on your hips and softens his thrust the slightest bit. He deepens the kiss wrestling your tongue with his as he moves his hands to massage your breasts. You were overstimulated, no longer able to kiss him back you open your mouth for him and he growls moving one hand to choke you as the other fixates on your nipples. He’s giving his all to you and you receive it gratefully. It’s not usual for him to treat you with so much attention, so much neediness. You watched him with Fuck drunk eyes as his were closed intensely, his brow furrowed so deeply it looked as if he were scowling. His mouth rabid and unfocused against yours while plunging in you from behind. The slightest glimpse of a moan escapes him before reeling himself back in. To not lose to you in a battle only he had in his mind, he pulled you away by the hair pushing you into the mattress. He was never incredibly gentle with you but you felt as if this time he had to remind himself to remain dominant. Since you’d been under his care (kinda held hostage) he eased you into the idea of him ravishing you with sexual flirtations and promised that succumbing to him wouldn’t be all that bad. He enjoyed toying with you gradually increasing physical intimacy until you were a crumbling mess fighting against the pleasure escaping your throat as his fingers explored your warm hole. He took extra pleasure in making you fall for him and would never admit his amusement was laced in a desire to genuinely keep you.
As he continued to thrust into you he raised one leg up firmly planting it on the bed creating a deep impression that showed all he had to hold back when dealing with you. He knew his world crushing strength and unlike what anyone would think, took consideration of its usage. Yet, there were times like now as he’s almost struggling to pull out given the hot squeeze of your walls on his dick. He knew he was nearing his edge, having made you cum 3 times already. This last go round was for him. Your face and body blush, shivering as you hear him grunting ever so quietly. It turned you on to no end and began, with what little you had to give, throwing your ass back to meet his thrusts in a loud slick clapping. His moans grew louder as he quickly apprehended your arms holding them behind your back. This image of submission almost made him lose it. His thrust became punishing and you gave up just allowing him to slide you mercilessly up and down his dick. He forgot himself completely. “Ah- you’re so obedient Y/N.” You moan in wanting more praise. Knowing that you’ve grown fond of that he continues, “Mmm my little captured one.” His pace almost brutal as your eyes are falling to the back of your head and drool has slipped out of your mouth onto the bed and your torso.
You can feel how he spreads you with every hit to your core. His pace was becoming sloppier and you knew he was about to cum and fill you as much as he could. He grabs at your hair again pulling back up into a kiss. Your belly tightens and in an instance you push yourself flush on his dick cumming so hard your entire body shakes. His pace has stopped and still holding you by the hair he chuckles and without a word shoots his load into you. He watched you with a certain amusement as he feels his own fluid coating your walls and him. He pumps into you about four times. You were his official cum bucket and he wouldn’t admit how much he loved watching it leak out of you. He kisses you again, more than ever before especially during sex. But he’s still himself as he pulls out with no regard, a loud suction-esque sound that sends a shiver of pain through you. You were spent of all energy barely able to keep your eyes open hanging helplessly onto him. He brushed a finger over your forehead lightly, again amused at how easy for him it is to forget humans are fragile and weak. Not when you take him like a demon yourself. While he has the mind to fill you up some more he decided wearing you out too bad would mean a longer recovery time later. Although called many things in that respect he couldn’t be that cruel, not to you. It is only ever worth while when you practically are begging on hands and knees for him to fuck you. But your tear stricken, snot nosed, drooled covered face, the red marks on you of him forgetting himself too many times, and the sleep (by the deep rise and cave of your chest) meant it was much needed. Much deserved. He relaxed into a position where you were cradled in his lap and watched you thinking over all the presents and gifts he would collect for you. Or whether you’d need a slave assistant. Or the heart of your enemies. And you relaxed into his embrace easily unaware of your capter’s growing obsession and dire need to keep you all to himself.
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Who: Sukuna, Madara, Dracula, Alucard (Hellsing), Sephiroth, Aizen, Kenpachi + any other mean fucks
Requests Open
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4alu · 13 days
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⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑
— ★ alucard hellsing x amab!reader ⋆⋆⋆ smut. 18+ reader. when a powerful vampire calls his master searching for his praise after a mission. ········· › phone sex. mutual masturbation. dirty talk. degradation. joi. master x servant. (gave up on this draft sry)
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“My Master…” Alucard greets over the phone with an audible grin. "I apologize for disturbing you at such an hour, but I promise it is necessary."
The Count paused. “I have completed my mission. And I wish to be praised by you for doing so well." His tone showing a sense of pride.
You couldn't help but let out an amused breath while a tired smile slowly formed. "Demanding my affection past midnight? And why should I?"
He scoffed, rolling his eyes beneath his glasses. "Because I did as told, as always. I am your servant, and I am loyal to you—"
You cut him off with a dry chuckle. "I know, pet, I was only kidding." The king replies with an annoyed growl as he waits for you to continue. "’m not sure if I should praise you over the phone, though, as I’m aware of how it can… affect you,” you raise your brows.
You hear him shift through the call, proving your point. Alucard chuckles dryly while holding the phone a little closer to his ear. "Being praised by you is the closest I'll ever get to pleasure."
You scoffed in response while trying to ignore the heat rising to your cheeks. “If you're suggesting I have phone sex with you, Alucard—“
A low, dark rumble escapes from the vampire as you accurately described what he had called for. His voice deepened as he easily became more aroused by the second. "It's what I crave most my Master, being your good boy."
"Ha…" you breathe in response, letting your tired eyes flutter close as you feel something stir within you due to the combination of Alucard's erotic voice and words.
"Good boy."
The Count shivered in pleasure, his grinning lips parting open to form an "O" shape as he mirrors your excited breath. Pupils dilating as he replays the two words over and over in his head.
He was a good boy, a very good boy and needed to be praised for his efforts. He was loyal and obedient to his Master, which should be rewarded. "Thank you, sir…" Alucard's words came out in a soft moan, voice thick.
The vampire took a deep breath before continuing, his chest heaving up and down as he was pleased to hear your arousal. "Would you like for me to go into detail? I did everything you tasked me with, and even more. Because you are worth it."
You smiled, nodding with a slight hum in response.
Alucard's grip on the phone became tighter. "I killed them all, of course…" his words full with pride and passion. "I made them all scream, and beg for mercy. They tried to run away, but I always caught up with them. I drank their blood and enjoyed the taste of their flesh. And it was all because of you." he pants heavily, voice shaking with excitement. "Are you pleased with this?"
You hum again, eyes still closed while you hear his deep voice ramble on about the horrible acts he's commit to ensure your safety. "That's a good boy, Alucard, such a good vampire."
His body tensed slightly as he was met with more praise from you and the tired drawl in your voice. Suddenly he was filled with a surge of dominance, wanting to take control of the call. It was exactly what he wanted the more he thought about it. To order his Master around, to hear your pleasure and lustful breaths over the phone.
"Would you do me a favor, my Master?" he asks in a animalistic growl. "Lay on your back, and remove your pants."
He paused.
"For your good boy."
His voice felt like velvet, caressing the most sensitive parts of your body and leaving no trace. Alucard lets out a satisfied growl when he hears you shift under the covers while finding his own place to sit down.
"Go on then," you growl back. The tired drawl mixed with the growing irritation in your tone only making the vampire more and more entertained. "Keep talking, maybe if you get me hard I'll keep praising you."
Alucard lets his head falls back, mouth hanging open to let out a deep moan of desire. He looks back down to the tent in his black pants, spreading his thighs to show it off more. Without knowing, your hands move in unison to lightly rub a thumb over your growing lengths. Muffling your moans while Alucard does the opposite.
"My Master… is it true that you love the sight of my long tongue flicking and swirling, licking the blood from my lips?” He continues, lazily dragging his thumb against himself while his hips thrusted into the touch like the needy dog he was. "My fangs sinking into another human's neck — the sound of their helplessness — the way their blood stains my lips."
His crimson eyes gleam in response to the low grunt that echoed through the speaker. "You'd do anything to be in their place, wouldn't you?"
You let out another strained groan in response, nodding your head as if he could see it. Your hand wraps around your cock until you're slowly pumping yourself with the movements of your hips. "Is it that obvious?" you breathe.
Alucard chuckled softly, his voice growing more serious. "Yes, I'm the only one you want," he states confidently. "You crave me. You only have other servants like Walter for a distraction while you wait for me.”
“And I know how turned on you get whenever I'm away - I always keep an ounce of my power with you at all times, serving as your guardian-"
"You do? Always watching?" You interrupt.
The vampire growls in response but its similar to an embarrassed whimper.
"Dirty fucking vampire, spying on your Master like you're depraved from his attention."
Alucard fully wraps his hand around his clothed hardon, his fangs bare as growls of pleasure and humiliation spill from his lips.
"I know you want to do more than just listen to my voice," you continue. "You wish you were here, don't you? You want to be right here with me, my cock down your filthy mouth."
"Yes sir," he replied instantly. Your condescending words making his eyes glow and his shaft throb even bigger. The Count lets his eyes flutter close while he loses himself in the feeling of being treated like he was below the one he loved most - which he was - getting more turned on from not being able to directly touch himself.
You let out a sigh as the tip begins to drool, using your thumb to coat yourself with the warm liquid. "Keep going," you taunt. "You're almost there, keep turning me on."
He detects the tension in your voice, his smile growing even more smug. “Did I not follow your commands to the letter, Master? Did I not do the deed you needed to be done?” He asks in an innocent tone. “Does a loyal dog not deserve a treat?”
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Some Alucard from Hellsing NSFW hcs, please? (He's one of my favorite vampires and I just love him 😍)
You asked, and you shall receive~
N.S.F.W. under the cut!
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He’s dominant and takes the lead by definition - He’s so used to his ways as a Voivode that he can’t do things any other way.
He’s more traditional, but with a little speck of the modern world and vampirism - He enjoys a bit of bondage, but would prefer taking his time with you, going cruelly slow and sensual until he hears you begging for his mercy.
He doesn’t want getting rough with you unless you ask, in fear of hurting you, and even then, he would be very careful not to do something bad with his vampiric strength.
It takes a shit ton of composure out of him to not bite your neck when he kisses you, but even if you allow him to take a taste of your sweet blood, stopping would be the most difficult thing he’s ever done in his life.
Alucard prefers being on top, he loves looking down at you and taking in the sweet imagine of you and all the expressions you make while he’s hitting all the right spots, but if you ever want to have your fun riding him, he wouldn’t deny you.
Don’t be afraid during oral, he knows very well not to mistakenly scratch you with his long fangs... But he has a long tongue that does absolute miracles, and you don’t need any religious figure to reach Heaven anymore.
He doesn’t talk much, and most sounds would be low grunts, but he’ll check on you frequently and make sure you’re okay and that he’s not being too much for you.
Alucard lives only for your pleasure - He’s old and doesn’t care much for his anymore - But yours is absolutely the most important.
When you’re done, Alucard would bring you to his chest and stroke your hair lovingly, whispering a soft ‘I love you’, when he’s sure you’ve fallen asleep.
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stuckinhell102 · 3 months
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A little gift for all my Hellsing Ultimate fans~
Alucard and Alexander dating headcannons!
Sfw|Romantic
Alucard/Vlad Dracula Tepes
His love language is physical touch and quality time.By the quality time I mean he loves to annoy you any chance he gets.
And he ADORES giving you hugs from behind.
Definitely enjoys scaring his s/o by popping out of the wall.
When it comes to Alucard back when he was Vlad he is a bit colder than he is in the present.
Vlad also likes to have long and deep conversations with his s/o.
Alexander Anderson
His love language is quality time aka spending time hunting vampires and praying in the church.
He can be over the top sometimes so be prepared for him to scream A LOT.
He is actually a really good conversationist and will listen to your views even if they are different from his.
Unless you are a heretic he will treat you like a queen.
You two take care of orphans together
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faioula16 · 2 years
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Alucard headcanons? But his S/O is human so they’re always awake at different times?? Please?? Cherry atop??
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✿ The very moment Alucard crossed paths with you he recognized you IMMEDIATELY that you were meant to become his greatest weakness but also his greatest strength as well.
✿ Who could have ever imagined that his long-lost love's soul would have passed through centuries and come to be reborn as a human only to meet up with him once again in the most random way possible?
✿ Something deep inside you were able to recall a faded memory of him but it was rather blurry and unclear what exactly that was in the first place. Somehow you had a strong feeling that you knew him but couldn't remember who he actually was.
✿ So there you were standing paralyzed, in pure shock, not even realizing that you had shot your abusive stepfather in the head, making his lifeless body finally collapse to the ground.
✿ Soon after, his body started to rise with weak moves, your trembling hands that were still holding the gun aimed at the ghoul but before you were able to pull the trigger once again, a strong gunshot echoed through the cold night air and exterminated the monster for good.
✿ Well, unfortunately, it didn't take long for the police to come over. But thankfully Alucard explained the situation that he took orders from the Hellsing organization to take down any supernatural targets around the area. He avoided the details about your actions.
✿ Once things had finally calmed down Alucard turned his focus back to you and made you the offer to become his new partner and come with him to join the Hellsing organization. Since you had no job and not a person to rely on anymore, you accepted his offer and followed him without a second thought.
✿ Little did you know that you and Alucard would grow to be VERY close to each other. To the point, that you were an almost inseparable couple.
✿ Alucard is described as the most protective type when it comes to public cases but once you both get to be alone together he's the most affectioned and loving giant vampire you had the luck to have as his one and only S\O.
✿ He is very respectful as well when you demand time for yourself or to spend it with your friend Seras. (Yes Seras and you became best friends rather quickly and you cannot convince me otherwise).
✿ Since he's a vampire and you're just a human it is natural to have time differences. When you wake up to work on the day's duties, Alucard goes to rest since waking up in the middle of the day is rather exhaustive, to his option at least.
✿ But both of you came up with an idea that could satisfy your desire to keep each other company and spend time together.
✿ One month Alucard will have to spend time with you in the daytime and let you rest for the night while the next month the roles are reversed. You have to stay up all night, which allows you to go out on dates with him, spend time together down in his basement, or stroll to the mansion's gardens. In that case, Walter always allows you to take a break after lunch is served to take a little nap that gives you some extra energy.
✿ Everyone was more than surprised, especially Alucard after he explained to his master about your situation to be the one he lost so unfairly back to his human years, and Integra not only took you under Hellsing's family wing but also gave you a less dangerous job (as much as that's possible) as Walter's helper and your very own room near hers as well.
✿ That didn't mean you wouldn't have to learn how to defend yourself and the estate though. Your gun-using lessons became Alucard's responsibility most to his delight. While Walter has to teach you combat basics.
✿ And sometimes you get to come along with Alucard and Seras in missions. Integra is not worried because she knows very well that Alucard won't allow you to come in harm's way. Even if that means him becoming your literal shield and destroying everyone and anything that might want to hurt you. He lost you once, and he won't allow it to happen ever again.
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mysadcorner · 10 months
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Protective!Alucard x Human!Reader Headcanons
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- Alucard tries to his best to protect you from everything and anything that could possibly pose as a threat to you in everyday life, and in dangerous situations. Because of this he’s always on the look out for possible threats, and may become slightly paranoid by the thought of you getting hurt because of this.
- When you are in danger he almost becomes feral, to the point where you’re the only thing he thinks about and attempts to protect. Any other goal or priority he had before realising you were in trouble goes completely ignored by him until you’re out of danger and he’s satisfied that you weren’t hurt. 
- His devotion to you, corresponding to the protection he places over you, is constant. He isn’t sure where it initially came from but it’s something he’ll never be able to stop or let go. Anything you ask for is given to you, and he’ll go out of his way to make sure you’re happy and comfortable at all times.
- Other may definitely think it’s strange that Alucard has devoted himself so much to a human, but to him he doesn’t see anything strange about it. He’s so used to his feelings towards you so he doesn’t imagine falling for anyone else, although he would prefer you to be with him for much longer than your human life span.
- The fact that you are human makes him much more vigilant and protective over you as he views you to be incredibly fragile compared to himself, even if you can handle yourself as a human. Not only this, but many of the people Alucard has problems with may also attempt to get to you which makes him look out for you even more than he may have originally would have thought to.
- He finds that turning you into a vampire would make protecting you much easier and would contribute a lot towards his peace of mind. However, this would also reassure him that you’d be able to stay with him for much longer than your human life-span would allow, which ultimately ends up being his one goal when trying to convince you to let him turn you.
- If you don’t want to be turned into a vampire he would be quite shocked and confused for quite some time, although he may express this through aggression and going after those he’s purposefully hunted down with much more violence. But after settling down and talking with you, he’d be more open with seeing your point of view.
- He desperately wants to turn you, so that you can be with him eternally, but he doesn’t want to betray you by going behind your back and forcing you to become like him. He’ll try his best to convince you in subtle ways to turn and be with him, but will settle on your decision if you continue to refuse.
- After settling on your decision not to be turned, he then makes it his goal to make the most of the time he can actually have with you. This includes giving you as many experiences he can that most people could never even imagine and making you as happy as you can be despite his continuous dread towards eventually losing you.
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dollwrites · 1 year
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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!human!reader, dub con, blood drinking ( no biting for canon reasons briefly explained ), knife kink, manipulation, luke being mean, victim blaming, all characters featured are aged 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3
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glittering silver as it cuts through the air is much too fast for your mortal eyes to follow, but you can hear it. it whistles through the air, screaming towards your bare, vulnerable neck. even if your hands were not already gathered at the wrists and stretched above your head, you wouldn’t have the reflexes to dodge the blade before it kisses your flesh.
at first, you feel nothing, but you can hear the knife slicing a shallow line, and then a moment later, the pain sinks in. “Ah!” you suck on your own whimper, back arching in protest, but when your bare breasts smash into Luke’s solid chest, he pushes only a portion of his strength to pin you back to the bed. “M— Master—“ your throat is burning; the superficial nick hurts like hell, and is leaking sparkling rubies. “H—hurts—“
“Quiet down,” Luke mutters, dipping his head low. golden tresses like gilded curtains tickling your naked form, and hiding his face from you. still, you know that his elongated tongue has slithered from between his curled tiers, because it swipes at the blood drawn to the surface of your throat before even a single droplet stains his crisp, pearly sheets. “You should be used to this by now.”
he was right— you were marked all over from those knives of his. they did what his fangs couldn’t without ruining you for him. they opened you up, for him to sip as he pleased.
you frown, dropping your head back, and stare at the billowing, white canopy. the night was hot, but the cool breeze that blew through the open windows only intensified the ice in his breath.
“Master…” you insist, still, bringing one knee up to press against his ribs. you don’t have the strength, nor the courage, to defy him, but you wanted him to feel the way you trembled. “I don’t want it to hurt anymore…”
“Hmm?”
you could hear the gurgling as he drinks you up. gentleman or no, he still let your thick, warm blood fill his mouth nearly to the point of overflowing before he swallowed, savoring your saccharine taste.
you gasp, happy and flustered when he presses forward, clumsily spearing your slick with his cock. he was hard, again. though, without grasping it and guiding it to your hole, he wouldn’t enter you. simply remind you that he was going to. make you anxious for it.
“Wanna…” you stutter, rubbing your calf against his hip. “Wanna… be like… you…”
after a moment or two more of agonizingly slow lapping with his tongue, Like withdraws, steadying himself above you on his knees. bleary eyed and shy, you look up at him, and squirm.
“Have I not told you before?” his brow quirks. without his spectacles, his emerald gems were just as piercing, if not more so, and you quickly avert your gaze from them, and nod. “The reason why you can never be like me? The reason I can never bite you?”
you knew why.
because you were no longer a virgin.
because of him.
Luke had only told you after taking your innocence that virgins alone could become one of his kind. if he bit you now, you’d turn into one of those horrible creatures— the ghouls.
the knife previously clutched in his free hand joins his glasses on the pillow beside your face, and his fingers caress your kneecap, tenderly enough to coax your eyes back on him, very tips of his digits kissing your skin. when your eyes meet, he wraps his massive fist around the bend and pushes your leg upwards, knee closer to your chest, before dropping his hand between you and grabbing hold of his cock. “Your own lust.” you expel a strangled whimper when he splits your netherlips and enters you. “This, right here,” he moans, too, glancing down to the join of your bodies. his long, soft hair waterfalls over the expanse of his broad chest and drag along the sheets, sweeping against your bum. each tendril threatens to get caught underneath you. he stares at your sex as if he were examining a priceless jewel. “This warm, wet cunt that I could smell the moment I met you. It made it impossible to resist the urge to take you.”
your hands clench into fists, digging crescent shaped marks into your palms, and you pant. Luke was falling into a steady, deep rhythm, pushing pressure into your lower belly that bulges in the shape of him, faint but visible. you look down at it, still wide eyed. still in awe that your body could welcome his in such a way.
“You bewitched me, didn’t you?” he asks, husky, and his hand flees to your face, gripping your jaw to angle it back up to him. look into those sharp eyes again. he uses his vice on your face to nod your head for you, but your lips were forming the words, subservient as he’d trained you.
“Y—yes, master.”
“I had no choice but to tame your needy cunt, did I?”
“N-no, master.”
“And now, you can never be like me.” he croons this, knowing that it hurt the big, weeping, human heart in your chest. because you adored him. and you could never be his bride, or even his lover. always his slave. “If I bit you now, it would turn you into a monster. We don’t want that, now do we?”
it was only when you sniffled that you realized your eyes were watering. were you crying from his cruelty? was it the flippant way he flaunted his immortality and refused yours or, did you weep for your desire for him to love you the way you loved him?
“N—no, master..!”
his thumb dips into your mouth when your lips part to form the words, gliding over your tongue, and he purrs with sadistic pleasure. “You make a perfectly fine pet.” he insists, his own lips curling back in a wicked grin to expose his blood-stained fangs. “It’s best not to fight your nature, after all: you were born to serve me. Your body, your blood, your life… your heart. They all belong to me, don’t they?”
snubbing and moaning out loud when his slender digits hollow your cheeks, your tears sparkling as they rained over his fingertips, and you nod again. “Yes, master!”
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