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IMAGINE #1. ( i'm going to start writing small imagines and putting them in this format! stay tuned for more! )
IMAGINE #2. ( hoping my recent anon who has severe anxiety comes across this! you deserve it! )
IMAGINE #3. ( pls this is so plain but it's one of my favorite kissing clichés in movies & tv shows aaaa! i'm also 5'0 so it's my dream 😭 )
I've always made it my own personal headcanon that Alucard is very much into short women just bc of how much he is able to tease them about their height so I loved seeing the fact that you're 5'0 😂
hahahaha! no doubt that would be his ONLY reason, too! would most likely not even call them by their name and address them as something like "minnie mouse" 🤣
i'll have to whip up some headcanons of him and a short reader soon!
Got a couple hc's on Alucard's s/o and his butt? 👀
your fingers always slyly found their way grabbing a good handful of his pale backside and squeezing whatever they could when you both embraced each other and shared a long, welcoming kiss. he was aware that he was considered flat to most, but he never did take such offense to it. instead, he'd make his own jokes out of it. "how does it feel to fondle that broomstick back there?"
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perhaps he often teased you because he gained a liking for it, but you'd always reach over and smack his ass whenever you weren't in the mood for his playful antics. it of course didn't faze him one bit, and it of course succeeded in having the exact opposite effect than what you initially intended. it just riles him up even more.
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he'll always know when you're staring even when you don't realize you're doing it yourself, and he quite literally is able to have eyes in the back of his head. "see something you pine for, my dear?" and you quickly looked away in embarrassment, his loud cackle soon to follow. to hell with him and that tight bondage suit that hugged his shape a little too well!
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Hey beautiful! I hope everything has been alright with you! Just wanted to let you know that your headcanons are amazing and I was wondering if you had some of Alucard with a chubby, black s/o who is a nudist? 💞
hey, babe! i've been okay and thank you so much!! 💓
i absolutely love this ask, btw! i've been going on a little nudist journey myself and it's quite amazing all the physical and mental health benefits your body receives simply from lack of clothing! i almost wanna try going to a nude beach soon haha!
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀₊ ꒰ ❜ ⌨️ ⋮ ALUCARD HEADCANONS ! ⋆ ｡˚
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⚠️ ( 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 ! 𝗕𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘 , 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗘 ! ♡ )
nudism and self respect have a strong correlation with each other. with each piece of fabric that you began to peel from your flesh as soon as you returned home, you also peeled away your self-doubts. from naturism, many are able to construct a stable body image unlike the modern day's unrealistic conception of beauty. alucard is absolutely against the media's ideals, so he's all for supporting your decision in desiring to be nude any moment you could if it assisted you to feel better about yourself.
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in fact, alucard himself was quite the nudist during the olden ages he was prince of wallachia, particularly after warm soaks inside his baths and going to sleep naked beside whoever was the lucky woman at the time. he is aware how freeing it can be.
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your body combined with the dark color of your skin is ridiculously tempting to someone of his standards, and though his playful, little urges peer through every now and then, he knows that nudity doesn't always just pertain to sex. sometimes he enjoyed simply sitting back, eyes traveling up and down your body as you continued to complete tasks around your house.
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you've caught him shamelessly staring a few times in those instances, of course. especially whenever you bent over to retrieve something, gifting him a wonderful view of your puffy pussy lips. you heard the bold growl from behind, the one that rumbled and signified that he's had enough of the teasing, but did you ever listen? nope! perhaps the reason why you couldn't walk straight the next several days.
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it's often that you strip of your clothing and spread your body across your bedsheets when you're in need of a relaxing cleanse from rummaging thoughts. as soon as you begin to feel yourself falling into slumber is when your eyes then shoot open at the half-expected chuckle that reverberated within the room. alucard emerged through the wall, a grin so profound that it almost seemed to split his face in two. "well, well . . look at you, exposed in all your glory."
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he offers you a massage as well, not only to make up for the fact that he interrupted your peace, but he merely loves glazing his fingertips over every roll, stretch mark, dark spot, etc. that you have. he's gradual and sensual with his powerful touches, so once he gets to your thick, cocoa-butter thighs and grips a nice, firm palm full, you damn near melt.
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A Night for Hunting
On AO3
To me, Alucard is a yandere no matter how you cut it. He's sweeter after the relationship is more established. This short piece was inspired by EwNasty (BogDing)’s “Monster in the Basement” on AO3. The fanfic was such a hot masterpiece I couldn't help but fantasize more about Alu, even when I hadn’t started Hellsing yet and only read some headcanons. Just finished watching Hellsing Ultimate. Hopefully my characterization of Alucard, who is still new to me, is adequate.
You were only a regular woman trying to make ends meet. Never would you have dreamed you would catch a king's attention. Or unwillingly become part of his hunt.
Tags/warnings: Alucard (Ultimate) x Fem!Reader, predator/prey, hunting, fear play, dacryphilia, slight mind reading and control, bondage (?), noncon but no smut. Alucard is an eldritch terror having a good time. He doesn’t really hurt her.
Words: 1891
It was happening again. How? Tonight you chose an alternate path, one with more life. But as you walked, the night streets that were lively not long ago seemed to quiet into nothingness. The remaining strangers who littered the area slowly scattered. It must be your imagination, but the shadows appeared to lengthen around you as well.
The screech of a colony of bats broke the peace, the sudden flurry of wings startling you as the small creatures fluttered across the starry sky from up high. Then all was quiet once more. You pulled your sweater closer to yourself and sped up, unnerved by the sudden eeriness of your path that was familiar and welcome by day. It wasn't the autumn chill that made your hairs stand on end. No, this cold was something else.
As you passed storefront after storefront, each of them now closed, you cursed your boss for coercing you into staying late for your shift again. Your eyes shot around anxiously, trying to find any other phenomena that were out of place. The chairs to several restaurant patios were neatly stacked on their tables. Several locked garbage containers were set out for collection tomorrow morning. Everything looked as it should. A gentle breeze rustled your sweater and carried the lingering smells of street foods. It prickled your skin and blew strands of your bangs across your eyes as you tucked them back. Maybe the strange atmosphere was only your mind playing tricks? You have been exhausted lately.
The streetlamps flickered. Branches snapped.
It was almost imperceptible and at first you didn’t see it, but as you walked briskly onwards, you noticed a light fog spreading lazily across the area. The hazy whiteness grew thicker and misted your vision, making distance hard to differentiate. Even the breeze stilled. The tranquil silence was deafening. You could feel the steady thuds of your blood rushing in your temples as your strides lengthened further to carry you home sooner.
Your unease carried your flight. You sped through the winding path home, making a left, then a right after the stop sign. J-walked to bypass the next set of traffic lights ahead. A laugh sounded from behind and you spun. A stalker? Leading a suspicious stranger home was too dangerous, but there were no public spaces available at this hour to take refuge. You wished you had your pepper spray! Your eyes focused on the fog. Visibility wasn’t nil. There was no one else but you.
Heart pounding in your chest, your quick walk became jogging. The laugh came again, but this time it echoed around you. Something grabbed your side and you screamed as you whirled with your hands slapping, only to be greeted by emptiness. Spooked, your instinct was to flee. You started running.
You weren't sure how far you got, but your breaths left you in heaving pants when you finally stopped. Uncertain of where you were because you missed your usual turns to get home, you glanced around for clues. Something large rubbed heavily against your backside, like it was nuzzling its entire body against you to mark you. But nothing was present this time either when you whizzed your head around. Then you saw it.
In the murky darkness, there was an off-tone blackness darker than its surroundings forming mere feet behind you. A huge inky shadow solidified and rose from the ground, stirring the white fog. You didn’t look closely enough to elucidate the details, but you'd seen enough. It looked like some sort of canine, a head rearing from a pool of shadow lined with red. Rows of teeth gleamed through a sinister smirk. You turned and bolted with a breathless shout.
Quiet, little one. A rich, amused voice whispered into your head.
A weight hit you and knocked you to the ground, ripping your delicate skin against the rugged pavement. Ignoring the pain, you yelped and scrambled to get up before dashing blindly away again. The laughter this time was more akin to a cackle, ravenous and touched by madness.
Yes, RUN! The gleeful voice sounded again.
The ground turned black. Eyes opened along your path, thousands of them, red irises tracking you as you ran desperately until your lungs burned. This, this was new. This never happened before!
“WHAT WAS THIS?!” You thought in panic.
Your wide eyes couldn’t avert themselves from the morbid sight as your legs carried you frantically, your lips fell open to scream, but you couldn’t. No voice came.
You were no longer aware of where you were as the surroundings blazed by in a blur. You could only run and run and run until your legs gave out and exhaustion took you, even if the shadows still followed. The eyes moved with you, mocking your futile attempts to escape.
Sprawled on the ground, your body was wracked with shaking as you heaved greedily to fill your aching chest with air. Your legs felt like lead. Warm blood trickled from your wounds which you weren’t cognizant of earlier.
The shadows surrounded you. It crawled up your body, those wretched unblinking eyes that spectated this chase finally catching up to you. The thousands of eyes curled up in mirth at your anguish. You stared back helplessly, beyond terror and screaming, and tried to scoot back, to push the shadows off, to do anything to get whatever it was away from you.
The darkness had mass. It settled on top of you, pushing your back to the cold ground, flowing over your form until you were completely immobile despite your hopeless struggles to free yourself. It rippled as if it enjoyed your fight.
“I am going to die,” you thought feebly. The weight of the shadows was overwhelming. You whined in pain piteously and immediately, the pressure diminished. The shadow shifted again, its shape transforming. Humans, such fragile and weak creatures. The voice tsk’ed?
Locking eyes with the now-humanoid figure above you, time froze. You found in the thing's eyes timelessness, an age-old elegance that only grew wiser with the passage of eras. This was an ancient and crafty creature, its eyes glowing with an unworldly orangey-red that was enchantingly beautiful, you recognized distantly. It was making sounds that could only be described as contented exhalations.
“It was you. All this time, it was you haunting me." You couldn’t look away from that face. It was much too gorgeous to be human, even if it took the skin of a man.
It purred. "Yes it was me."
Your eyes widened, not expecting such sounds to come from this creature that caged you against the ground. The sensual voice was liquid sin to your ears when you heard it out loud at last, and the deep purrs rumbled heavily against your chest.
“You can't be real. THIS can't be real." You whispered, closing your eyes, childishly willing everything away, to be nothing more than a horrifying dream that couldn't harm you. Have you lost your mind at last? Gone senile with paranoid hallucinations? Surely you've been stressed, but you didn't think you were so far gone for your mind to create this scene. Perhaps you needed to be on medications.
The creature chuckled again, a terrible noise that reveled in your misery. Unknown to you, it heard your thoughts. "You truly don’t think this is real?"
Cool fingers brushed up your thighs and stroked your core, making you recoil from the unwanted touch. Your breasts and buttocks were fondled through your clothes. What? You braved looking down and your heart stopped. The darkness that blanketed your body retreated, but your wrists and ankles were held down by hands. There were too many hands. Shadowy limbs covered in the same glowing crimson outline roved over your body, pinching and grabbing at whatever piece of you they could find.
A form covered in eyes rose from the muddled shadow over the ground. A hound, it was what chased you. It licked your face.
But he was still there, with all those horrific limbs that glowed with a dark light tethered to his body in impossible ways. The nightmare was reality.
"What are you?" The gritty pavement dug into your back. Tears prickled the corners of your eyes.
His bewitching gaze stared back, thoroughly enjoying your distress and powerlessness beneath him. “Your kind write many stories for me.”
"Incubus?" You sobbed, tears finally breaking free now that there was no longer anywhere to run.
He threw his head back and laughed in a psychotic manner. The mania was such a contradiction compared to his aristocratic appearance. Your eyes peeled back wide and you shuddered. "Do you still think you're dreaming, foolish child?" He hovered close to you, eyes shining with amusement while his mouth opened, revealing two rows of jagged teeth, but that wasn't what caught your attention. Your stare focused on two long, dagger-like fangs.
"NO. You can't be." You shook your head, body quaking as dread filled your very marrow. Tears slipped past your cheeks and the stench of your fear permeated the air. He nuzzled against your throat and scented you, delighting in your terror, a predator toying with his meal.
A wet muscle that was too long lapped at your tears as this creature sniffed at your throat and ran that abominable appendage up your neck. He was savoring each moment of your fear and getting off on it. You could feel a hard length digging into your abdomen as it rocked against you and the purring continued.
In a moment of sheer panic, your hands were free. You raked your nails against his face as your eyes met his, your fear made more potent as you realized you once again lost your voice. No screams fell from your lips, no matter how much you wanted to call for help. You yanked at his hair and pulled his ears, struggling desperately to get free. He smirked at you as your hands mauled him.
“Yes, that’s it. I like it when you fight,” he growled.
Your fingers came back from their assault bloodied, but you still couldn't break free. The creature didn't even notice the damage to his features. The sound of him breathing you in met your ears once more. “You smell divine.” When nothing happened beyond him trapping you and licking, you found your words again.
“Are you going to hurt me?" You whimpered, your expression clenched in fright.
Something changed in his demeanor, like he was displeased with the question. Your eyes opened hesitantly and you couldn’t help but gasp. He was completely uninjured, though the cocky smirk was less pronounced. After a pregnant pause, the arcane, toothy smile returned. His gaze slide back to yours with an unsettling glint in his eyes.
"One day, you will willingly give yourself to me." He announced with confidence and tucked away the extra extremities. His tongue licked down your legs to lave at the cuts to your knees as he purred loudly at you.
You knew a moment of vertigo when it felt like you were picked up and the scenery blurred. When you found your bearings again, you were dizzy outside your condo doors. You were left to yourself, nauseous, your pulse still racing. The vampire was gone. Your skin was unmarred, as if nothing had happened at all.
~End~
I urgently need a blog creator to show how the characters in Hellsing would react, a reader who is half human and half angel, she was simply born that way, the reader has a supernatural angelic beauty, looking like a beautiful porcelain doll, extremely feminine, uses the kawaii style, and is very shy and sensitive, she is pure innocent, she normally wanted to live and have peace without anyone knowing that she was a half-human angel but with her beauty and her pure golden blood. Immaculada catches the attention of London's vampires (the darling came from Japan and started living in London)
Love like no other
You were a God/Goddess in his eyes, there was no others that could compare to you. Your looks, your strength, your personality everything about you attracted him to you. When Interga introduced you as the newest member at Hellsing he had to do a double take. He’s seen a lot (no he hasn’t his ass been in that coffin) throughout the centuries hes been alive but not someone with your particular style.
The way you talked, your mannerisms, he especially loved your hair. Watching you spend hours making sure curls were the exact way you wanted them or he would have someone in the mansion learn to do it so wouldn’t have to struggle by yourself. He was infatuated with you. And by god cause that run his mouth, especially when it came to you. Poor Sera’s was the one stuck listening to him ramble on and on about you. Some cute things some more than others wanted to know. But who was really going to get him to shut up.
He basked in your attention but he especially loved having you on his lap. His hands always resting on your thighs as he looked at your plump lips as you spoke. He always chuckled when you scolded him for not paying attention. You both knew he wasn’t but he couldn’t care less because he just loved staring at you.
To him you were like a painting. Something that needed to be framed that he could just stare at for hours. He wanted to lock you in his cellar and keep you all to himself but knew integra would throw an absolute fit at him so he took the time he could with you.
Talking with pip? Oh, he wants to help him with his hair. Having tea with Walter? Now he wanted you to help him clean his guns. And don’t let you run into Alexander Anderson, it’s an entire war between the two.
Alucard man was obsessed with you and if you thought you was going anywhere you were surely wrong🎀
Masterlist
Alucard x Reader (unnamed s/o; pronouns vary)
*Warning for sexual content.
*Warning for other non-sexual but graphic or sensitive content.
One-shots and drabbles:
Hunting Hares: [she/her] A village woman's scent entices Alucard.
Awakening*: [she/her] Alucard arrives home to find his human mere moments from death.
Closer*: [she/her] Adrian confronts his trauma and takes back control.
Dinner & Diatribes: [she/her] Against his better judgement, Alucard allows another human in his castle again.
Moonlight: [she/her] Alucard’s musings as he watches his lover in the moonlight.
Judgement: Alucard’s decision following Hector’s confession of sins to his father and mankind.
Peach Wine (3/?): [Yandere] [she/her] The witch escapes from her betrothal and ends up at Alucard’s castle. One mix-up with her potions later… she finds herself caged by the dhampir who’s unwilling to let her go.
Her*: [Depression/Alcoholism] [she/her] He may have nursed her back to full health, but it was she who saved him.
Adrian: [she/her] Alucard asks his lover to call him by his real name.
Mine*: [she/her] Alucard feeds on his lover during sex.
A Pretty Picture*: [she/her] A stranger foolishly tried to woo his lover, so Alucard decided to show him just whose name she would be screaming tonight.
Sol: [They/them] Adrian’s human lover asks him to turn them into a vampire.
Inferno: [she/her] Comparing hand sizes with Alucard.
Saving Souls*: [you] Each time Alucard has an episode, you wonder if you can love all the pain away, if one day it will be enough.
Hummingbird*: [Yandere] [she/her] He’s learnt by now that wishes never come true, so he chooses to make them happen. Alucard drugs his lover and keeps her locked in his castle. She could never leave him.
Like Breathing: [she/her] In which Alucard scolds her and she accidentally confesses her feelings.
Apricus: [she/her] Alucard enters fatherhood.
Fever: [she/her] Alucard cares for his human lover who has a fever.
Forest Fire*: [Modern!Alucard] [she/her] She reduces him to this every time; mindless, instinctive, forest fire consuming him all over again.
A Little Accident: [she/her] Her bleeding accident leads to offering herself up to her dhampir.
Of Hugs and Kisses: [you] You find it is true that a kiss shared between true lovers is indeed every bit as sweet, every bit as pure as the stories tell.
Shelter: [he/him] Alucard meets him for the first time and offers shelter.
Broken Dolls: Alucard fixes village children’s broken dolls.
Sunlight: [she/her] Alucard creates a sun cream for his vampire lover.
Immutable Truth: [she/her] Alucard’s wife dreamt that he cheated on her. (It is immutable truth. Just as the sun is bright and the nights are dark, I love you.)
Small Death: Temp summary/prompt: She is unprepared for how good it will feel to have Alucard feed on her.
Headcanons:
Alucard in 2022
Alucard as a father
Sexy-time* [they/them]
Jealous!Alucard [they/them]
Angry!Alucard HCs + drabble [you]
Alucard with a crush [she/her]
Sleepy Alucard + Alucard in the morning [you]
Alucard’s marriage proposal and wedding [you]
Alucard as a dancer [they/them]
Alucard with an s/o that cooks [they/them]
Musician!Alucard reacting to a lovely voice [you]
Touch-starved Alucard [she/her]
Alucard rescues s/o from kidnappers [you]
Alucard with an s/o who doesn’t want children [she/her]
Dates with Alucard [you]
Alucard’s kinks*—turn-ons and turn-offs [you]
Alucard as a father-figure to village orphans
Alucard dealing with a cheating s/o [they/them]
Alucard with a pregnant s/o [she/her]
Alucard with an easily flustered potential s/o [they/them]
S/o breaking up with Alucard [they/them]
You saved Alucard [you]
Modern!Alucard celebrates Halloween
Alucard with plus-size s/o [you]
Alucard nurses you back to health [you]
Modern!Alucard taking selfies
How Alucard bonds with his parents
Ways Alucard shows you that he loves you without words [you]
Modern!Alucard on a coffee date with you [you]
How Alucard flirts [she/her]
Alucard’s fangs* [you]
Alucard NSFW alphabet* [you]
Alucard x Baker [she/her]
Greetings my readers, I would like to inform you that from now on you can ask Alucard and Y/N or separately if you prefer a question of your choice. Any toping, though I must warn you, big vampire here is a bit possessive when it comes to his princess so... you've been warned. What are you waiting for? Put your questions in the ask box of my profile!
Fate brough us together again Chap 1
It was an ordinary dark night in a forest area of London. The moon is painted in red, brightly lighting the dark night sky. It wasn't a good time for the world, especially for the people of London, to move safely since the ghouls and vampires were circulating out, hungry for human flesh and blood. Deep inside the forest, you were running as fast as you could, being chased by the hungry ghouls who had now surrounded you, smelling the fresh blood that has leaked from the wound you had acquired on the right side of your waist before you managed to escape and run away from your cruel and distrustful father.
Your eyes widened, 'This is it, is this my end?' You thought as you saw the monsters encircling you, sprawled by their hungry stomachs. Poor girl, you closed your eyes tightly in fear as one of the ghouls opened its mouth wide and was ready to take a bite out of you...Till a gunshot rang in the night sky, hitting the ghoul between his cold lifeless eyes and killing him instantly by turning him to dust. As all the bodies of the other ghouls fall down to the ground, you could hear a sadistic laugh coming from the shadows.
You used your last strength to stand up due to the pain you were feeling from your wound. "Who's there? Show yourself!" You demanded firmly, looking right into the red eyes that were staring at your own. You could swear that the figure's sinister eyes winded for a short moment before they softened, looking at you in a familiar loving manner. As if someone used to look at you like that a long long time ago.
"Beautiful night, don't you think?" A deep soft male voice echoed in your head as the figure finally reveald itself and came from its hiding spot and stood some meters afar right before you. Silently you looked at him in shock and a bit wary. It was a tall, long-limbed, broad-shouldered adult man of indeterminate but reasonably young age,
The man has short jet black hair and his bangs fall slightly in his red glowing eyes, with strands on the sides of his bangs framing his face. He was dressed in a charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and an intricately knotted red cravat, covered by a full-length, red frock overcoat with a short cape surrounding a bit his broad shoulders. He also wears a red fedora with a wide, floppy brim and a pair of circular, heavily tinted, wire-framed orange sunglasses with goggle sidings. His gloves, which are engraved with a seal are also thought to be part of this mechanism.
"Never seen a vampire before?" He placed his gun in his coat and slowly walked closer. "Don't be frightened, I am not hungry for innocent people's blood...not for tonight at least" His grin was wide, revealing his pure white teeth along with his fangs.
"You're...the one people call Alucard, aren't you?" You pointed out as you watched the vampire taking down to his one knee to reach your height level as if he was a knight bowing to his beloved princess. Little did you know this was actually the case. That the vampire king has finally found the very dearest person to him his enemies had killed back in his human years.
His head rise up slowly to look at you as your heads were facing each other, well compare to the much taller form he was forced to lower his head a bit in order to have a better look at you. "So you have heard of me I see. Well, would you like to tell me what your name is then?"
"My name Y\N L\N. A lot of people have spoken of you and that you work in an organization that kills vampire and supernatural creatures"
"Huh, and you find it disgusting that I kill my own kind I assume" His eyes glowing no more however his sunglasses were preventing you from being able to see the way he was looking at you right now.
"I have no option about this matter as long as it has nothing to do with me be certain about that. But thanks to you and your partners' help London is not completely lost. I might even admire such a job"
He hummed in response a bit surprised by your answer. Then a girn appeared across his face once again, but this time was a happy one like a child had the most brilliant idea that had ever crossed its mind. "Do you wish to become my partner then?"
"What?" You stared up at him a shock. "No I don't wish to become a vampire like you, two things I will never abandon as long as I am alive are my humanity and the persons I care about. I see you can sense I am injured but also I have to inform you that am not a virgin so even if you would force yourself on me I would only turn into a ghoul....you are not the one to want such useless minions. Am I right?"
His long arm reached out to cup gently your left cheek to his large palm, making you blush lightly to his touch as a result. "I would never do this to you" His voice sounded so ever soft and honest. You could see it hid so much emotion behind his words that even you weren't able to describe it completely. With his free hand he took off his sunglasses and you were finally able to see his eyes clearly for the first time.
"I know you...but how and from where?" You questioned mostly yourself as you were thinking out loud. His touch itself made you feel pure bliss and that nothing could ever harm you. His eyes...such a beautiful ocean of sunset.
"You're hurt, let me help you" Alucard tried to bring you closer to him in an attempt to lift you off the ground but stopped once his ears perked the sound of your groans of pain. "I know you may suffer right now but you must remain strong and come with me otherwise you're going to bleed to death. you don't wish to die tonight, do you?" He sounded very serious but also the tone of his voice hid real concern too. Alucard stood up straight with you in his arms in bridal style. "And the night has just begun, my princess"
HELLSING ULTIMATE MASTERLIST
Alucard
My story:
Fate brought us together again chap 1
Requests
HEADCANNONS:
Alucard deals with human S/O that has sleep time differences
Alucard with a vampire S/O
Soft/needy Alucard with S/O
Ask Alucard and Y/N or one of them a question: (here)
Alucard headcanons? But his S/O is human so they’re always awake at different times?? Please?? Cherry atop??
✿ 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.
Hello, I love your blog.
could you do Hellsing Alucard x vampire Reader headcanons?
of what would happen if Alucard met a female vampire just as powerful as he was
✿ Both you and Alucard couldn't help but remain utterly speechless as soon as you looked into each other in the eyes.
✿ You couldn't believe it, it was Vlad standing right before you. Of course, he changed a lot but you were no better yourself either.
✿ Red lines started to make their way down across the pale skin of your cheeks.
✿ Were those actually tears? Indeed they were. For the first time after a very long time, you found yourself finally able to cry. To let all those forgotten human emotions come back to the surface once again.
✿ Before you knew it, a strong pair of arms pulled you into a firm yet warm embrace. Your head slowly buried into his bare chest and with that, those wholesome feelings forced you to submit and cry out for real.
✿ Your hold tightened to his red coat while Alucard kept you secured in his arms. His eyes closed slowly and gave out a deep sigh.
✿ It was a relief, the relief he was lacking for centuries and It did come in the most unexpected way.
✿ All this time, Alucard believed the salvation, the escape from his long existence was death...until he finally found you once again.
✿ From then and after he made a vow to himself, to not let either of you die, to leave together, side by side, and remake the memories and life you both once had and was taken from you.
✿ Your cry sounds were like a sweet nostalgic melody to him, just the sound of your voice itself was enough to let him know that things from now on would only be better for both of you.
✿ His large hands cupped both sides of your face, making you look up at him. His face approached slowly yours as his long tongue licked away your blood-red tears.
✿ That odd yet loving affectioned move made you let out a small giggle. His eyes winded for a brief moment when his ears perked again to another sweet sound of yours. The happy memories you both shared ran through his mind in a flash. And before you knew it, a passionate, hungry make-out session between you and him has just begun.
✿ The redish-bright moonlight upon your figures was such a beautiful addition to the scene.
✿ You were fighting for the domination in a playful way of course and honestly, it wasn't clear who was having the upper hand for the moment.
✿ Alucard was more than surprised, to say the least when you confessed that back when his enemies killed you, you managed to become one of the first vampires in the world like him. But when you were able to wake up, his exact location was unknown to you. So you decided to become as strong as possible and search for him. With the hope that one day...you would meet him again, and you did.
✿ Integra was more than pleased that the vampire king would not walk in this world alone anymore. As a thank you for his service all those years, Integra accepted you to the Hellsing organization. She was almost amazed by your sweet and soft personality and how it could completely change when it comes to battles and missions. But only when you think it's necessary to behave so.
✿ Now she has not only one but two all-powerful vampires by her side. Honestly, she's happier for Alucard. Because you became the reason that helped him realize he HAS a home, that he HAS people who care for him, he IS loved and most importantly that he...is NOT just a monster.
Alucard and Integra noncon reader together as a bonding activity 🫣 (ft. spit kink n humiliation pls)
tw: noncon, age difference, threesome, spit, power imbalance, size difference, humiliation, human ashtray, strap-ons, gunplay, fuck or die, sir kink
All characters depicted are 18+
Integra is very particular about who she allows into the Hellsing Organization, not wanting to have any weak links in her perfect chain of command, so when a new, very young (and very underpaid) employee of hers is shown to be very incompetent at her job, Integra decides that she's found a perfect new chew toy for Alucard.
Of course Alucard us more than eager to obey his Master's orders, especially if it means he gets to let loose and really show his sadistic side. The huge vampire is easily able to snatch up the little intern and drag her to Integra's quarters, her struggles barely even registering to the immortal being as he reaches his destination and Integra patiently awaits his arrival.
The blonde woman, smoking a cigar as usual, will beckon the nervous girl over, saying that she has an important task for her. But as soon as the intern gets close enough, Integra will put her cigarette out on the girl's tongue, making the girl squeal in pain while Integra orders Alucard to undress the girl, to which the vampire ravenously complies, tearing her uniform right off her trembling body as Integra herself gets ready as well.
Once Integra puts on her strap, she'll force it in front of the frightened girl's face and order her to suck it, to get it nice and wet since its going to be inside her sooner rather than later, and she can't exactly refuse with Alucard holding her head in place in front of Integra's cock.
"Now then, I want you to use that useless mouth of yours to get this little toy here nice and wet for me. Understood? That's 'Yes Sir' to you, harlot. Remember that..."
If Integra is rough, then Alucard is savage. He is huge, even by supernatural standards, and his cock is huge as well, and he's not going to be gentle when he shoves his thick meat into her untouched pussy, and Alucard can just barely control the urge to sink his fangs into her neck and suck her dry of all her sweet blood.
As Integra fucks the girl's mouth with her strap, Alucard decides to 'help' the struggling and gagging girl out, by spitting directly into her mouth. When she rightfully shows her disgust at his actions, Alucard will just tell her to shut up, snidely saying that he was just giving her some extra lubricant.
The girl doesn't get any reprieve from either end, not when Integra is blowing smoke in her face while fucking it with her strap and Alucard is violating her womb with his huge vampiric cock and his hands digging into her skin, but there's nothing she can do under the combined forces of her mistresses' loyal dog and the head of the Hellsing Organization.
Integra doesn't bother to reign Alucard in, even when the sadistic vampire is holding his gun to the girl's head as pounds into her relentlessly, his much bigger thighs against hers as he ravages her, and he's not pulling any punches either, because his gun is fully loaded and he is not bluffing about using it.
"Stop your bitching and just take my cock, or I'll blow your brains out... do you even have any brains? Why don't we find out? On that sounds so fun!"
This isn't the first time that Integra and Alucard have taken advantage of a helpless subordinate together as a form of master-servant bonding, and it most certainly won't be the last time, but now the duo knows that they've just found their new favorite toy.
Plssss send in some Alucard hellsing requests🤤 make them as mean as you want🤤🤤
Hey there! I'd like to request a drabble were Adrian is in a modern setting, he mets a girl in a club, there's attraction at first sight, they dance together (👁️👄👁️🔥🔥) and end up hooking up (is up to you if you want to make it more spicy!! I'd be glad to read whatever you want to write) (also, would love if he calls her "baby" 😫👌🏻), they keep in touch afterwards and end up together after some dates.
Thank you!!! 🖤
Forest Fire*
She reduces him to this every time; mindless, instinctive, forest fire consuming him all over again.
Alright, let’s do spicy. *CW: smut, smut, and more smut. This is descriptive as hell. Minors DNI. [Modern!Alucard] [She/her]
Special tags @kiatheinsomniac @dahlias-love 🤍
Adrian had found her at the club, of all places. She had on a skimpy little number—a black mini-dress that clung tightly to her body in all the right places. He remembers enjoying the feel of it, the smooth satiny material of it in his fingers.
Even then she was magnetic. Like gravity, they were pulled to each other by waves of sweaty, dancing bodies. Heavy music blasted through gigantic speakers, and through the haze, he was sure an invisible string of sorts pulled him to her or her to him or maybe both all at once, but one thing was for certain—they’d found each other through drunken blur and the mutual attraction was almost instantaneous. He’d never felt that way before.
It was electric when she’d stumbled and her back hit his chest, pure fire when their skin touched. It wasn’t long before they were in each other’s spaces, bodies swaying, writhing, and grinding to the beat of the deafening bass as if nobody else but the two of them existed—the tipsy woman, tiptoed with her arms snaked around his neck; Adrian with his hands lost in her hair, lips slanted against hers.
Eventually, in a move his friends would’ve sworn was uncharacteristic of him, Adrian had invited her over to his home. The entire evening was a once in a blue moon thing for him. The club wasn’t his usual scene, but his good friend Sypha had practically dragged him there only to then end up apologetically leaving him for some guy she met there. Some Trefor, Treffy or something. It was alright with him, they seemed to like each other.
When he had invited the woman in black, he had also wholly expected her to decline. She really looked like she would too, what with the way she bit her bottom lip and appeared to have thought about it despite her inebriation, but somehow—perhaps in a move that was also uncharacteristic of her—she hadn’t. She had said “Sure, why not?” as nonchalantly as she could muster, and soon they’d found themselves tangled once again, in his bed.
Just as they are now.
It’s been three weeks since they started officially dating, four since they met. The fire hasn’t cooled; if anything, it only spread further, passionately consuming anything and everything in its wake. Their every meeting often ends with them wrapped up in each other, melted together in a forest fire, singed yet so alive. And each time, he’s left wanting to play with fire, wanting more.
Adrian draws faint little figures on her bare back with his fingertip, making her shudder. She twists to face him, dragging the covers up her nude body to fight the chill. “Again?” she asks with a sly smirk, flippant.
Hell, he takes it absolutely seriously.
He chuckles at her. “My, how insatiable.” I can’t get enough of you, you sly woman.
“Mmm,” she murmurs against his skin, lips already dragging down his chest, her perilous trajectory sending a wave of heat down his nether region.
But then she stops and shudders again. “Jesus, Adrian, you might as well be undead. How cold is your bedroom?”
It is a little cold, he’ll give her that.
“I might be,” he quips with a smirk, and then he grasps the back of her head, forcing her to look up at him, and his voice goes lower, deeper. “But I can warm you up.”
And just like that the fire is lit again, and then he’s telling her, commanding her, “Keep going.”
She nearly moans at the way he’s rasping his words. How she loves it when he’s domineering.
She’s on him in a second, continuing her slow and sensual trail of kisses down his chest, hands caressing the hard muscles of his abdomen along the way, enjoying the way his breath catches in his throat when her lips reach just above his hardening length. She grasps him then, glancing up at him, and he twitches in both her hands, fully hard now.
She starts with slow, tentative licks up his smooth shaft, maintaining eye contact. She doesn’t miss the way his eyes roll back into his skull at every long flick of her tongue against the head of his cock, at her every slow pump or the way he is gritting his teeth as she begins tentatively taking him in her mouth.
Adrian groans as soon as she starts bobbing up and down halfway through his length; finally, finally increasing her torturous pace. He watches her with heavy-lidded eyes, crimson fire lit behind them, desire deepening in his core. And then she does something, a suck and then a swirl of her tongue? a swipe up? he couldn’t even tell, but it has him grasping her hair hard, moaning her name softly, ordering her to go deeper.
She does as she’s told, swirling her tongue around his head again before taking him fully in her mouth until her lips hit the base of his cock. It’s with some kind of masculine pride that Adrian chuckles darkly at the way she gags a little at her futile attempt to take his entire length all the way.
But it’s starting to feel too good, way too good—“Baby,” he hisses, tugging her hair back, freeing his cock from her mouth with a wet plop, a string of saliva connecting her plump lips to his tip. “Stop; that’s enough,” he pants, sweat starting to collect around his temple.
Adrian takes a minute to recover from his near bliss, and then he’s clenching his jaw and patting the space next to him. “Come here.”
If she only knew how much it’s taking all his willpower not to fuck her then and there.
Not waiting for her to move, Adrian hauls her off his lap and flips her onto her stomach. She would be lying if she said goosebumps didn’t litter her skin at being so blatantly manhandled.
“On your knees,” he almost growls. “Now.”
Tsk. “No, keep your chest down,” he instructs, and she instantly follows. “That’s it; good girl.”
She nearly moans. If she actually had on underwear, her excitement would have had her soaking through it.
He’s behind her next, hauling her ass higher up in the air while keeping her chest down with a heavy hand on her lower back. Then the little minx dares to wiggle her ass at him eagerly, prompting him to smack it red.
“Ah!”
“Impatient girl,” he reprimands her half-heartedly, sending her giggling into his bedsheet, and then he gathers her wetness with two of his fingers, spreading it all over her moistened slit. He’s barely started yet he already has her quivering, moisture nearly dripping out of her, her impatience apparent.
He has the urge to enter her then and there, but he reins himself in. He looks at his handiwork and smirks to himself. “My, look how wet you are for me.”
That’s about the only warning she gets before his tongue is pressing flat against her slit, lapping at her, driving her mad.
He presses his face harder against her pussy, tongue skilfully flicking, lapping and sucking on her throbbing clitoris until he has her squirming, begging for release—“Adrian! Oh! Adrian, please! I’m…!”
Adrian hastily pulls back and replaces his mouth with his thumb, drawing sloppy semi-circles around her swollen nub. He barely lets her breathe before he’s simultaneously plunging his index and middle fingers inside her next, pumping his curled fingers with wild abandon until she’s screaming, until she’s slipping over the edge, creaming all over his fingers, the squelching of her pussy over her desperate moaning sounds like music to his ears. “Oh my god! oh my god!” she cries again and again until she’s trembling all over him.
“That’s it. Good girl, good girl,” he praises her, leaving sweet little kisses on her skin.
Beautiful. She’s beautiful. He could watch her come undone forever.
She’s flat on her stomach by the time she comes down from her high, spent and terribly satisfied. His cock twitches at the sight of her, hair splayed all over his bed, cheek pressed against it, still shuddering from pleasure. It gives him so much satisfaction to know he fucks her so thoroughly each and every time.
He gives her some time to recover before he’s pulling her up against his hard chest with one arm around her full breasts and the other gripping her neck. His hand wound lightly around her throat feels her gasp more than he hears it, and he leans in closer, closer to taste the skin of her nape, nipping and suckling as he rocks his hips against her ass, her dripping cunt coating his cock wet as he slides his hard shaft up and down against her drenched slit. What he would give to just sink into her right now.
She twists around and he meets her halfway to catch her lips with his own, breath hitching in their throats, tongues clashing and dancing against each other. They lock lips and mindlessly grind against each other until Adrian couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he declares, voice dangerously low, his moistened lips whispering against her ear. “Would you like that, baby?”
“Yes!” she nearly screams. “Yes! Please, please, Ad—”
That’s all he needed to hear.
He plunges deep inside her in one fell swoop, sheathing himself to the hilt before she could even finish her begging. And then he stills and stays there, locked together in her warmth, buried deep, sheathed down to his balls, and he savours her wet, velvety heat with a soft hiss. She just about shudders in his arms, gasping at the way he stretches her pussy completely, enjoying the calm before the storm, anticipating the pounding she knows she’s about to receive again.
And then Adrian begins bucking into her heat mercilessly, the one arm around her chest dropping down to her waist to keep her anchored, her back arching against his chest. He tightens his other hand around her neck as he pounds into her pussy, her breasts bouncing freely with his every hard thrust.
The loud slamming of his cock inside her seemingly reverberates around his otherwise quiet room, and he’s all consumed by her again—the sound of her moans, the taste of her skin, the feel and pull of her tight, spasming cunt around his cock as he runts in her like his life depended on it.
And then the heat is unbearable, threatening to erupt again, and he chases it. He pushes her down on her forearms, grabs her by her hips and fucks her roughly until she’s screaming, until she’s writhing, until it’s—too much, it’s too much, Adrian, oh God, don’t you stop—until she is forced to cum for the second time, all but convulsing around him, her pussy contracting and milking him for all he’s got. And then he follows her, panting, sweat dripping, cock stiffening inside her before he squirts deep within her heat, her name falling off his lips.
When he pulls out slowly, he watches his cum pool around her entrance and slowly drip out. He could fuck her all over again just for that.
Fuck.
She reduces him to this every time; mindless, instinctive, forest fire consuming him all over again.
He could get used to this, he realises.