Can I Ask How Would Alucard React To His So Giveing Birth To A Little Girl Vamp Would He Be A Yandere

Can i ask how would alucard react to his so giveing birth to a little girl vamp would he be a yandere dad and husband btw i feel like he would turn his so into a vampire after the birth so she can never leave him or her babie

Tw: mentions of childbirth

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Alucard quiere ser papá 😳😏

*whispers* number 9, breeding with adrian tepes

A/N: screaming into the wilderness Alucard wants a baby so bad he fr goes crazy I hope you enjoy this little drabble!

CW: smut, mating press, pet names (love, sweetheart), breeding, talk of pregnancy, just filth tbh

"F-fuck, Adrian, wait pl-please...!" You panted, clawing at his biceps. Alucard had you in a mating press for the last three rounds, your pussy squelching with the mix of both your cum. He couldn't think of anything else except you. Seeing you bouncing Trevor and Sypha's baby boy on your lap, tickling his sides and smooching his face has Alucard seeing hearts in his eyes. And then he went feral. All he could think of after that was you round with his children. The rest of the visit was a blur, he couldn't concentrate on anything except stuffing you full.

"Darling, you would be such a good mother" hepractically growled, hips slamming into yours. He wanted to be inside you as deep as possible, focusing on force instead of speed. "Want you full, want you stuffed" Alucard dipped his face closer to you, kissing your neck as he kept a steady pace. You clenched around him, eyes rolling back as you continued to scratch his arms. "Do you like that, sweetheart? Do you like the idea of being full of my seed?" You whimpered, clenching again. You nodded, cock drunk. You couldn't lie, the thought of starting a family with Adrian has always been on the back of your mind, but you weren't sure if he would feel ready for that. But now, seeing him so desperate to breed you–you couldn't help but moan out as he continued to pound into you. 

Alucard pushed a bit higher up on your thighs, knees practically at your ears. He lifted himself up higher, biting down on his lip as he fucked into you. His cock was making a mess inside of you, his tip nearly kissing your cervix. He was panting, looking wild above you. Just hearing you little ah, ah, ahs coming out of your mouth had Alucard practically drooling. 

"A- Adrian, please, make me a mother" you moaned out, Alucard biting down on your pulse point. Now it was his turn to whimper—hips stuttering for a moment before continuing fucking into you. "Need to keep you filled with my cum" he growled, nails biting into the backs of your thighs. He pumped into you one, two, three more times before filling your cunt to the brim with his cum for the fourth time this evening.

The two of you stayed silent, outside of the pants from the both of you, until you spoke. "Adrian, what has gotten into you?" You breathed a laugh, eyeing him up. He at least had the decency to look bashful. "Sorry, love, you just looked so good with children, couldn't really control myself" he murmured, feeling himself harden inside you again.

"I just need to give you one more, let's really have a baby yeah?" 

It was going to be a long night.

Hello! I think your Carmilla writing was really nice and was wondering if you could do a request for Alucard, where the reader was also there to help beat his father but stayed behind with him for support etc., a soft romantic relationship would be lovely.

Thank you and don't feel pressured to write this.

𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 , alucard

› ..tender moments with your beloved. — sorry this took so long! but here it is. written with fem reader in mind, but written as gn. lmk if i missed anything/used gendered terms for reader!

“It’s late.”

“Vampires don’t need to sleep.” His voice was quiet. Soft. The fire roared beside him, but your night clothes were thin, and even with the flames you shivered.

“You are not a full vampire,” you stated. “You can enjoy the simple luxuries that sleep offers. Come to bed.”

Your final words came close to a plea, a beg, to which he sighed at. He could not refuse such a simple offer, especially not from you as you stood in the doorway, arms crossed as you watched him carefully. He would not hurt you, you knew this, but you watched him. You watched his slight movements and twitches, watched his chest rise and fall with shallow breaths. God, he was perfect. Even in the tranquil time of twelve o’clock with dishevelled hair and tired eyes, he was perfect.

He was silent for a while, wood crackling to fill the void.

“Okay,” he said, and he stood. The book in his pale hands shut, and his gaze lingered on the fireplace before he turned to you. His frame was illuminated in an orange light, twinkled with gold that pronounced his blond hair, and his features.

A smile played at your lips, corners twitching up as you moved towards him, taking his pale hands in yours. They were cold, or colder than most. But they were still steady, and you held them with a familiar touch. Your thumbs swiped across the back of his hands, caressing the pale skin as your eyes darted up to his. “Good.” You said, smiling. “Come, the bed had gotten cold. I will need someone to warm me,” you joked, and he let out a breath. A soft smile, different to your coy grin made its way to his face before he shook his head at you.

“Ah, I see.” Adrian mused. “You only wish for me to be a bedwarmer. How hurt am I.” You chuckled at his words, laugh quiet. Your shoulders shook slightly, and your grin grew.

“Precisely. Now come, my love. Join me.” And he did, leaving the hearth of the fire and into a cold, cold bed waiting minute by minute to be warmed by two lovesick idiots.

Can you do Yandere Adrian Tepes with darling who lost their memory and he has them thinking that they were in a relationship and going to get married or something like that, when in reality he's the one that kidnapped them.

You had headaches pretty frequently.

“An unfortunate side effect of your illness,” Adrien had explained. 

You had quite a few side effects from your strange illness- headaches, muscle weakness, problems with your memory, and, most worrying, amnesia.

Luckily, Adrien had nursed you back to health. He helped you get around, and he was so, so patient with your recovery, explaining things over and over, trying to jog your memory, mixing your medication for you.

When you struggled to remember his name, or where you were, he would smile and try to walk you through it to come to the answer on your own.

“I love you,” he’d promise, when you’d apologize for the invoncenience, he had such a wonderful voice. “What sort of husband would I be if I didn’t take care of you?”

The funny thing was…

Those words made you nervous.

A lot of things made you nervous when you thought about them.

The locks outside your chamber door.

The strange medicines that he made, although you couldn’t be sure of that.

The scars on you, that you had no answer for, but an instinctive revulsion toward.

A lot of things made you nervous when you thought about them.

So you tried not to.

Can I request some nsfw headcanons or scenario including the kinks bondage and orgasm denial for Alucard with a sub fem s!o? Thanks!

tw NSFW

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Madara Romance HC Ramble

While I sometimes read (and enjoy) a MUCH more intense version of Madara than I would write for my own work, I strongly believe he would NOT BE DEGRADING or abusive to his S/O. He's all about love. Accuse me of wearing rose-tinted glasses, but here's my take.

Madara is difficult to write since he's so complex. He isn't some static character who's always optimistic, gloomy, violent, or whatever. He changes with time, growing more cynical and bitter as he lived through his tragic life and came to conclusions about the truths of the world. I will try to consolidate what we know about him and extrapolate that into what romance with Madara might generally be like.

Respects the S/O

It’s really easy to make him out to be arrogant and demeaning, or controlling. He's allowed to be arrogant when he's stronger than 99.99% of the world. Go re-watch his fight vs the Shinobi Alliance or the 5 Kage if you don’t think he has grounds for arrogance. He is simultaneously the hardest on himself. He's extremely self-deprecating when reminiscing on his past failures and transgressions, both as a child and an adult in interactions with Hashirama. Part of him likely believes he doesn't deserve you or to be loved. Of course he would naturally cherish you when you finally become a part of his life. How could he constantly insult or degrade you?

He is 'controlling' in the sense that he likes knowing where you will be/your schedule. It helps him plan when he can spend time with you. It also better helps him keep you safe. Remember Madara is so strong because he wanted to protect what's important to him, but he didn’t even force his clan to follow him when they abandoned him. Madara wants people to CHOOSE him. He wouldn’t force you into things. He wouldn't beat or coerce you either, especially not when that was what was painfully done to him.

By the way, he'll remember those special dates better than you will.

Observant and Sensitive to S/O

During kid Madara’s 2nd meeting with Hashirama, he was able to tell Hashi was feeling down from behind before even talking. And then Mads repeatedly tried to get him to spill what was bothering him in an attempt to console a potential enemy shinobi! Deep down, Madara is a kind sweetheart. He'll be there for you when you need him and there in the background when you don't realize it. He will support you in your endeavors through thick and thin.

He absolutely teases you though, in good faith. Whatever he’s mocking you about is one of your quirks that endears you to him, not something he actually judges you negatively for. The same cheekiness from his younger days is still alive in him somewhere. Don’t worry, he won't roast you as hard as he can where he knows it hurts. Hmm unless you're in a bad fight and he's feeling REALLY petty, then I can maybe see him doing that. His words could cut more than his fists.

Almost a Different Person with His Loved Ones

This is another reason he’s hard to write. While there’s no doubt he can be terrifying (which was how almost everyone in the world saw him), he can be kind of silly with those he’s closer to. He is indifferent or aloof with strangers. He was likely at least civil with others he had to deal with in public and condescending and/or hostile with those who gave him a reason to be. This man’s presence is felt wherever he goes, so of course the average person would have reason to find him intimidating.

In fact, you might occasionally find Madara intimidating too when he's in one of his moods or contemplative. It's how he is, even when not trying to be hostile or domineering. He's still softer with his loved ones than anyone outside his small inner circle. It would break his heart if you were truly afraid of him.

On the other hand, he may be awkward at times. His inability to effectively express his strong emotions to you frustrates him. He wishes he had a better grasp at social interactions, in particular when it comes to you. This guy is just too intense and doesn't know how to chill. 

Cherishes the S/O

He doesn't have much preference when it comes to appearances (body type, skin, hair colour, etc). He wants someone who's easy enough on the eyes? But beyond that, looks are superficial to him. Some people think he is vain because of how he mocked Hashi and his bowl cut/fashion sense. But really? We all know Mads held Hashirama in higher regards than he did anyone else. Madara connects through more intangible traits like values, the mind, strength, and such. He’d enjoy whatever fell out of your clothes if he loves you and doesn’t understand stuff like body insecurities. His "type" would be someone who is family-oriented, placing their children and kin above other priorities, someone who likewise supports him and wants to build a life with him. And someone who can challenge him a little.

Madara is loyal. He values his bonds and was honest until the end. Once you're his, he's also yours. You'd be super precious to him, the light of his life kind of thing. Your presence in his life inspires him to be better than he is.