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A Little Help?

Had a horny thought last night and couldn't resist sharing it with fellow Hellsing lovers.

CW: Masturbation

You come home late one night. You set your keys and bag down on the kitchen table before turning to walk down the hall. You're about halfway there when something catches your eye in the living room. Dimly lit by a couple lamps, you see your roommate, Luke Valentine, sitting on the couch reading a book. You think nothing of it at first. He's done this many times, but then you hear something peculiar. Moans? What? You take a couple of steps forward to get a better look. He's shirtless, pants undone, and his cheeks are flushed, sweat glistening on his toned body. His golden locks stick to his face, his beautiful green eyes are half-lidded and clouded in lust, heavy breaths and loud moans escape his plump pale lips. You couldn't help but stare. He's always been so calm and soft-spoken. Hell, sometimes you forgot he even lived with you because of how quiet he was. This was definitely a sight to behold. One hand holds the erotic book, somehow flipping the pages with just his thumb. The other hand is stroking his weeping member vigorously, desperate for release. He whines, tightly closing his eyes, biting down on his lip to try and keep his sounds in, but to no avail. Wait, did he just moan your name? Multiple times? Has he done this before? You pick up the pace. You just want to get to your bedroom and pretend nothing happened. You've nearly made it past, only for him to turn his head in your direction at the last minute. You freeze in place. Blushing like mad, you open your mouth to apologize. However, being so flustered, you're unable to form a coherent sentence. Making direct eye contact, he smiles and asks, "Aren't you going to help me with this?"

Have fun filling in the blanks.

This was nice 👍

Incorrect shit i think Hellsing characters (and reader) would say cause mamas bored

Alucard: *holds a gun out to Reader* Reader: I-I don't believe in guns. Alucard: Well, trust me, they're very real. Now take it. ______

Reader: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you... Alucard: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey. ______

Reader: I’m doing what I can to jog your memory. Seras: It’s jogging, I guess. Its tiddies are jiggling a little. Reader: Nice. ______

Reader: Go fuck yourself. Alucard, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch Reader: GET OUT! ______

Reader: Come to dinner tonight. I can’t cook, but I’ll bring plenty of free Blood packets. Alucard: Marry me. ______

Integra: We'll talk about this later. Alucard: Fine, I won’t be listening. ______

Reader: *about Seras and Integra* They make a cute couple, huh? Alucard: They certainly are standing next to each other. ______

Integra: Seras, you'll be working with Reader and Alucard. Seras: Alright! My fantasy threesome! Everyone else: *blank stares* Seras: ...Of people on a team. ______

Reader: Bad news—Seras locked herself outta the manor Reader: Good news—we didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith. Reader: Bad news—Integra finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory(TM). I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned it was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute guys/girls/enbies. Reader: Good news—a cute guy/girl/enby saw me do it. Reader: Bad news—it was Alucard, and since they’ve already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, they’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. They know. ______

Alucard: Reader! I can't do this stupid math! Reader: What’s the math problem? Alucard: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes divide the legs, and hope we don’t multiply. Integra covering Seras' ears, while Reader smacks Alucard upside the head: Not going to lie that was hella smooth. ______

Alucard: We have a problem. Reader: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Limerence [Alucard (Hellsing) x Reader] Oneshot

summary: The reader, employed at Hellsing, wrestles with unrequited feelings for Alucard while grappling with their emotional turmoil during his absence on a mission.

//author's note:

Heyy!! This is the first fanfic that I've ever posted, so I hope you like it! (side note: if you think something could be improved please tell me)

The moon was at its peak, her long, ripped veil hiding the world at night, fearful of the uncaring sun, whose radiant, almost godly, presence destroyed everything that could not hide from it. What should he care? It’s not like humans will blame him for all the crimes committed in his light, not even his own. They need him to see the truth, after all. Who wouldn’t believe something they see clearly? Who wouldn’t want to know the truth he hides within himself, protected by the same costume that helps them so much? Perhaps that’s why the so-called monsters tried to uncover it, only to be punished, so they never dared to walk around its presence again.

 Only the forgiving queen, who always danced with her king, to help them forget their agony for a few hours. Maybe that is why she was also trying to protect me, hovering me with a piece of her veil. She sensed my agony, my despair. Where was my beloved now? Was he still alive? Of course, he is, you foolish human, he is almost as powerful as the sun. Probably he already finished his mission and is killing time elsewhere, away from this place, away from me. But why would he do something like that to someone who longs for him so much? No, why he wouldn’t? What am I to him but one of the many who desire him? Maybe I’m lucky if he sees me as a tool, a meal he might someday be approved to have. He isn’t even mine; I only think of him as so, letting him invade my mind. He probably doesn’t even think of me outside of the few interactions we have. Oh, Alucard, how I wish you knew my despair. How I wish you were beside me, your cold body warming against mine as I confess my deepest secrets to you, searching for relief. How I wish to protect you, to shower you with every pleasure you could imagine. How I wish to… to… have you beside me… But, all I can have are the stories I create to erase my loneliness and hide away the tears that, like now, are flooding my face…

 Maybe, someday, I won’t be alone, here, in my room, standing with my back on a wall facing the window, crying and waiting for his touch.

Open door[Alucard (Hellsing) x Reader] Oneshot

Summary:After completing a mission together, you and Alucard find yourselves trapped in a mansion. The vampire finds it the perfect moment to confess his feelings to you.

The situation was ironic, really. How come, out of all the missions Alucard went through, the one you accompanied him on proved to be the most difficult? All you two needed to do was find a vampire and destroy it. Simple. But, at the very end, after it was killed, a dark truth revealed itself. 

 You and Alucard were locked inside a corridor full of doors, but none could be opened. They were guarded by a cluster of dying stars, which kept their distance from the walls. It was almost as if they didn’t want to damage their old companion. Why would they? Nobody wants to make their loved ones suffer, do they? Not even Alucard.

 That’s why he always protected you, always ready to destroy everything that dared to attack your wellbeing. He cared about you in a way he never did for anyone, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in centuries. He plans to cherish it as long as he can, but he also can’t contain himself from showing it in his unique way.

“So… you really can’t see the open door you have right here?” he mentions while smirking. 

“No! Where it is, Alucard?” you respond with a defeated expression, the vampire only laughs back. This only irritates you more, so, without thinking beforehand, you grab him by his arm.

”Listen-” you begin to speak only for him to interrupt you “You really are a blind one, my dear.” With that, he takes your hand in his and brings it to his chest, where his heart is supposed to be, “It’s right here, to my soul.”

 You remained still, breathing stopping for a moment before your heart began to search for a way out. Getting out of there wasn't a priority anymore.

Floriograhy [Walter C. Dornez x Reader] Oneshot

Summary: Walter surprises you after dinner.

The room was quiet, you were setting the table while Walter was finishing the food. You two often dined together, discussing various topics, from the gossip around the organisation, like how Pip tried to flirt with Seras today, to the deepest thought that ever crossed your mind. He truly had a great intellect, he sometimes was like a human encyclopedia, something that you admired greatly, like how he takes care of everything, how good he looks doing the chores, how his voice is like a melody-

“(Y/N), are you with me?” you looked lost at the butler as he chuckled, “You seem to be lost in thought again, what is it this time?” you remained silent as Walter placed your plates on the table, only speaking when he stopped and looked at you “Nothing, just something from work. But it’s insignificant anyway,” he could tell you were lying but decides to not to press further knowing you were going to tell him anyway, so he changes the subject to your newfound interest, floriography. 

 The dinner went as normal, just that Walter seemed more smooth and relaxed than usual, almost like he tried to seem so. Whenever you tried to bring up this, he quickly dismissed you. As you finished and began cleaning, the butler motions you to stop with a soft smile on his lips.

 “Do you mind waiting a little?” he asked with a cheerful, yet demanding tone, “I got something for you”. You looked at him, intrigued by his request, “Sure.”

 He left the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. What has gotten into him? So that’s why he acted like that during dinner? When he returned, your breath caught in your throat. Walter stood before you, holding a large bouquet. Their perfume quickly took over the room, invading your senses with such intensity that you could say they were in a battle, one that you lost.

  You went to Walter as he handed you the bouquet, “I hope you’ll like it, I made sure to leave a secret message for you to decoy with your newfound interest”. As those words left his mouth, you analyzed the gift, blush roses, cornflower, sweet william and honeysuckle. Blossoming romance, hope in love, gallantry and devoted affection. Your heart began to rise as your face started to look like the flowers. A bouquet for courting. Was Walter really doing this?  Your legs were going dizzy and you couldn’t even speak, the only thing you could do was to look at the butler. He was standing there, with a proud and satisfied smile, clearly enjoying your reaction.

 “So, (Y/N), what do you say? Do you like it?” he said, already knowing the answer. “Yes… but do you really mean it?” you respond with a shaky voice, “Of course, my dear.”

 And with that, he had you completely. Walter had you wrapped around his finger and you didn’t mind.

My close dear friend @michi-tala you are the most beautiful and talent woman that Vlad has ever been inspired about you, not just that, by loving you that you deserve so much. No one in the world, would never understand you of your desires ❤️

I want to die, this is the most beautiful story I have ever read 🥵 Michi you are so taleted❤️

In the Rain

©️michi tala ownership

Notices:

🚫Violence/physical harm •🍋mature sexual content

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Terms of twisted endearments:

•Regele sânge (Blood king)

•monstru împărat (monster king(

•mică ghindă (little acorn)

•micule corb (little raven)

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An ebony haired woman with dark brown eyes like a raven quickly moves through Hyde Park. Her ever keen eyes search the shadowed darkness to see if she is being followed.  Sight isn't what catches her attention but the rolling darkness of a master vampire.  In fact, the eldest to walk the earth is the only one with that choking of a power roll. 

Scathach, the youngish looking Irish woman, had hoped to meet up at a pub, not the shadowy lit park area. " Regele sânge? (Blood King)..." she lytes out in an old Irish accent.

Her answer is a large and powerful white gloved hand that seizes her throat and proceeds to lift her up from the grass by an iron bench. Scathach extends black talon like nails to savagely slash the vampire Alucard’s right arm. Blood drops rain down only to turn back to a black shadow vapor that resembles his arm.

In a stressed voice, Scathach huffs out,"Just as..I can not be killed perm..nantly..you can not either…"

Scathach is no small woman but hits the height of (6'2") 187cm. Yet, she appears much smaller than Alucard at (6'6") 198cm.

The Irish woman screeches like a raven at the First Nosferatu as her form changes to a shadowy form with a bird's head instead of remaining human-like and large wings.. The Unholy King melds his shadows to hers, which allows him to capture her right raven looking wing.  His mouth immediately presses hard to her lips, and a fang pieces her bottom lip. As Scathach opens her mouth to scream out, Alucard smothers her mouth as his left gloved hand twists the wing until it snaps like a stick.

"I do not need to kill you mica mea ghindă (my little acorn)," he chuckles darkly, his cool breath blowing across her pale cheek.. "I find excruciating and unending pain works as well until I choose to release you."

"I have a young American woman arriving this week of spring orientation…"Scathach hisses in pain. "I have a four year art program for her."

"And..?" Alucard purrs in a menacing tone.

"Amy is a quite good artist as I have seen her art, so I created the bogus scholarship of sorts," Scathach pulls on her injured wing subconsciously. "She seems to have an inkling of your existence through her art…"

Alucard releases her broken wing; his blood-soaked gloves now hold Macha's battle raven around the waist.  His nose nuzzles into her ebony black hair.  "I thought that you might try to break the deal…that you were doing it as we speak."

"Moddey Dhoo deserves to become free from you and Hellsing's cruel clutches! I am not dragging this out…" Macha's Raven spits in his face.

"No?" Alucard growls softly. "I thought you were stalling because you love how I make your body feel…"

Scathach chirps in rage with an uppercut to his pale jaw,"Savage!"

Alucard lets the punch connect to his chin even though he could have blocked it easily enough.  Scathach's physical strikes hurt immensely, yet his masochist side finds the pain beyond erotic. He would never share with Macha's battle raven, but the first couple of times she struck him, he came like a horny school boy.  The Unholy King wishes for a human pet for a company at Hellsing as a human only approved by his Master Sir Integra Hellsing.

That leaves Scathach safe for the most part...

It's been two years now since Scathach arrived in his undead life.  They first met at Chateau Sanguine and made the deal that she would find a young woman that Alucard would approve of and in exchange Scathach would get Baskerville back to a fae dog and not the twisted Baskerville Hound.  It has also taken eighteen  months for the raven faery to research how to separate "Bodu."  Hellsing combined the occult with Alucard's ability to do alchemy and lower level black arts.  Even Shadow King is not clearly sure of all the properties of Hellsing's work mixed with the powerful sigils on his hands.

Scathach has also discovered that Hellsing's trump card continually pushes and pulls the sigils' ability to restrain him. The Vampire King had originally thought to have Scathach find a way to free him from the Hellsing sigils. Part of this testing strength from time to time is taking his original form:

… Kazili Voyvoda, Vlad Dracula.

Alucard knew what Scathach was for the most part.  She is one of Macha's children who stir up wars and collect her acorns or, as humans know, severed heads.  Vlad's form had a steamy taste of this fine shadowy fae as still a human.  In fact, she helped create his new being as a vampire since Scathach arrived to collect his head at the execution.  In a twisted, sick way, the First Vampire does love his 'little acorn' but will never be in a nice way even for the resilient warrior fae of Macha.

The pain between the two is intoxicating to him.

"Now…now mică ghindă," he cupped her chin as molten hellfire eyes swift through colors of red, orange, and blurs of yellow. "You know that I have always adored your feistiness, and what an incredible lover you are.  Shall we finish this somewhere else?"

"I hate you monstru împărat…"she scowls at him.

A deep, rumbling chuckle rushes from Alucard's parted lips.  "Hate is so close to the strength of love!  You can hate me all you want, but don't ever let your body not enjoy a single caress or sexual bite. I will always provide you micul meu corb (my little raven)..."

As if only shaking the rain off his shoulders, Alucard morphs to his first form of Vlad.  His fingers wiggle in motion to create a shadow fringed portal that goes straight to his room of old at Chateau Sanguine.  The Vampire King will bend the frames of time just a little before Sir Hellsing angrily calls him back.  Meanwhile, he picks Scathach up, in which her shadow legs become flesh once more.  His pants come open enough to release his thick, veiny cock then with soft growls and a nip to neck. Vlad is fully seated in Scathach.  A soft moan escapes her mouth as her wetness runs down his shaft.

"I will make your soul dance with the pleasure I am about to give you mică ghindă…"

I’m so lost of word, this story is so beyond amazing❤️

In the Rain

Chapter 2: Rain Begins

⚠️Notices:🚫Violence/physical harm 🍋mature sexual content ❌️ foul language 🔞Minors Don't Interact❗️

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Terms of twisted endearments:

•Regele sânge (Blood king)

•monstru împărat

•micuța mea de Trandafir (my little rose)

•purpură înger (scarlet light bringer)

•mică ghindă (little acorn)

•micule corb (little raven)

Miss Amy (L/n) steps off the large commercial jet to see a young-looking girl with black hair the color of raven's wings. Amy had been texted that Scota Kane would meet the young American girl to help negotiate Heathrow airport and also London College. Scota wants to make sure Miss Amy meets her future Master without incident.

Vivid green eyes meet dark brown, almost black colored eyes. "Good day, Amy!" Scota is full of excitement and energy.

The green-eyed beauty, being an artist, begins to notice the fine details of Ms. Kane. Scota's hair has long ringlets with Celts and Norse hair beads. The college assistant wears a boho style green dress, scarf, and shawl. Amy realizes that Scota looks as Elves are described in fairy tales.

Amy (L/n) now watches the buildings and streets pass by as she sits in the back of an expensive black sedan. Her nerves begin to get to her. At that moment, Ms. Kane seems to sense her nervousness and glances in the rearview mirror.

"Miss Amy, it is big and foreign. I know, but you will have everything down and feeling confident in your new journey here in England..."

A small smile slips across her soft pink lips. Blood King will be unstoppable in the challenge of kissing Amy's inviting lips. A pout will seal it, probably alone.

Scathach looks away quickly. Fae are fae, and humans are humans. Faeries are amoral in thoughts, so why is the raven fae having moments of regret? It's nothing more than two supernatural beings bargaining with a human's freedom and life...

Yet the Vampire King can be so cruel to all...

Amy reaches the college in a timely fashion and joins the orientation tour. Her eyes look at carved arches and elegant art hanging on the halls that are around the London College that she has just enrolled for. She was contacted by the British college when a (supposed) college professor came across her art on the internet. She is to attend four years and end with a degree in digital art with traditional styles. This included a place to stay and a stipend for extra needed things for her college stay. All her art supplies were to be provided in the college course.

It seems almost too good to be true.

"What do you think of your surroundings?" The youngish woman Scota Kane, that seems to be older than her physical features relayed to the eyes. Scota is an abbreviated form of Scathach and asks to make sure Amy is not feeling too anxious about her new life in London, England.

Amy smiles to the raven black haired Irish woman. " I am nervous but feel amazingly safe here on such a campus."

"Good to hear! I will send you a text so you can put me in your contacts list" the student assistance person replies.

The two hug like cousins' meeting for the first time and are full of excitement. Scota says happily," Please check your flat out and let me know if you need anything. Just leave me a text!"

"Will I see you again soon Scota?" Amy asks now, getting nervous once more.

"Of course, you will! I am bringing dinner to your studio flat!" Scota waves goodbye for now.

Amy hugs herself and then proceeds to place her card key into the door slot to her new home. A gasp rushes out of her mouth! The flat is decorated as she would have done it. A couple of art pieces are framed art hanging. One of her more risque artworks is hanging above the huge sleigh bed.

It is like someone could read her mind!

With her cheeks pink from shy embarrassment, Amy checks the small studio apartment more so that it is set up for completing her art projects. As promised, Scota brings fish n'chips with beer and sodas. She leaves Amy just before the late bedtime hour. Amy drifts off to sleep easily for such a change to her internal clock set at the U.S. time.

Outside the flat and half a campus away, Scathach lets a long-held breath out. Her back straightens at sensing Alucard's approach. Her head turns to face the exact direction Vampire King is walking from.

"Kazikli Voivode..."Scathach softly calls out. "She is settling in well tonight..."

His crimson duster blows put to flap in a sudden breeze as Shadow King stands next to the raven fae. His fingers, bare skinned for some reason, lifts her angular chin to look him in the eyes. His right hand pulls his orange aviator glasses down. Alucard knows that Scathach gets weak in the knees at the mere sight of his molten hellfire eyes. A cheeky smile spreads across his pale but seductive lips.

"So if everything goes according to plan mică ghindă," his teeth tug on her right, earlobe like a tiger thinking it's cute and playful. "You and Baskerville will be free from me soon.."

"Soon is not soon enough when it comes to you..."she chirps out like an angry bird.

"Comes to me?" He chuckles eerily. "I think we need to spend one more night writhing in passion and me pumping you full of cum..."

Scathach jerks her chin away from his fingers, "I hate you. I should have never traveled to your homeland!"

His lips ghost over her pouting ones, "But you did, and here we are in 'sunny' London..."

The odd and angry couple lock lips into a passionate kiss with the battling of tongues. Alucard motions once more for a shadowy portal to Chateau Sanguine. That hint of regret strikes Scathach again about Amy and Alucard's dark clutches.

This is about 'Bodu' the face hound...

The first two days at London College are clearly uneventful. Amy finds her classes easily and is beginning to make possible friends for the two classes so far. Though she can't shake the feeling she is being watched. Perhaps the flat has a ghost due to the age of the building? She will ask Scota when they next meet up.

It's on the third day; actually, the third night, a chilling shiver glides down her spine. Her green eyes search, looking out her flat door in vain, for the cause. Suddenly, her mind switches gears to the sound of large caliber gun fire. This strikes Amy as quite strange due to the strict gun owning laws of England. The sound doesn't scare her as she has been around guns in her hometown in America.

It's more curious if anything...

Dark shadows engulfing the night stand at the corner of Amy's flat. Alucard glides silently across the ground to observe his little future human pet. He is overjoyed that Miss Amy could sense his presence so easily. His patience pays off as Amy retires to bed but not before setting up to do some art in the morning before class starts. As she drifts off into a deep, relaxing sleep, Alucard's shadow morphs into the flat of the young woman. Her breathing has a natural calming effect on the Shadow King.

Alucard scans the bedroom to then set his red molten glowing eyes on the framed picture. His head tilts as a soft, lusty chuckle slips out. Scathach is correct on her thoughts about Amy and him. The artwork has him pressing Amy down from behind while looking to be rutting in her pussy as his large, lean body smothers her body down in the bed. Now, Alucard knows exactly how the first meeting, sexually should come to be. To him, positions are everything when you're a yandere. Who is more fitting of the term yandere than a vampire?

His fingers bear once more; his long pale digits stroke Amy's rich brown hair. He lifts them to inhale her scent and finds it to be almost addicting. Her smell is far beyond the temptation that Mina had. Scathach is the only one more intoxicating, but she was never born human in the first place, so she doesn't count.

The Unholy King leaves with regret from Amy's resting place. He now agrees with Scathach that soon is not soon enough. Yet, he is becoming less inclined to release Macha's battle raven from his presence. She was his first supernatural being to meet and had searched off and on for her in the 500+ years since his vampiric birth. Her face blood is different but still nourishing, and with her, he was able to gain quicker control of the blood lust.

He begrudgingly did owe her that one...

A cruel smile fills his facial features as a grand and wicked plan forms in his twisted mind. Long ago, he fashioned a ring of gold and silver through the black arts that was a rose with vines of thorns. When the ring is placed on the selected finger, the thorns dig into the flesh, and the ring can no longer be removed unless the hand is severed. It was to serve as a direct link, a sort of black arts tie between him and the intended target: Scathach. Somehow, she learned of its creation and fled before he could capture her. Not this time as when he passed Baskerville over as a pup, he would stealthy place the ring on her right ring finger as knights of old betrylled their lady love to them.

At lunchtime, Scotia arrives to eat with Amy. She is curious to see how the first meeting with the Vampire King went, though Amy was sleeping through it. The Irish woman sits down next to Amy with some beef wellington as her keen dark eyes spy Amy, creating an exact portrait of Shadow King's eerie eyes when the release level is lowered on him. The young American woman does indeed have an invisible thread that connects her to Alucard. Mina never had one, and he sought her out relentlessly. Amy's luck would have run out soon enough without Scota's assistance to Alucard.

"What do you think of this Scota?" Amy asks after taking a bite of the beef wellington.

"It is a quite unique vision of an eye," Scota nods her head to Amy. "Do you see it somewhere or dream of it?"

"I believe I am being watched over, so I drew what I thought the watchful eye would look like!" She laughs happily.

Scota swallows softly, "You know many would find that a nightmare watching them..."

"I know! But, the owner of this watchful eye is protective and does not mean to harm me," Amy finishes eating.

The two women part company once more with Scota making a promise she would swing by on Friday night. They could go out to a nightclub, dance, and shoot down male egos all night. That would be the moment she passed Amy off to the cruelest vampire to exist...the Vampire King.

Scota, with shadow flight, enters the Chateau Sanguine for a much needed hot bath and massage. Her senses search for Alucard, but there is no detection of him this night. With a long breath of relief, Scathach heads to her room on the last floor of the Chateau for supernatural-paranormal beings. As her fingers slowly remove her elven looking clothes, the sound of a nail scratching a pain of glass can be distinctly heard. Her body whirls around swiftly that only the Undead King can still focus on. His wet inky black hair is down in front of his face as he taps the window to be allowed in. Scathach flicks her shadows to unlock and then lifts the window open.

The First Vampire climbs in like a supernatural spider due to his long limbs and the red coat. His head rises to show a light scruff of facial hair. He grins with fangs peeking from under his top lip. "How are my girls tonight?"

"Like you ever care about me...Regele sânge " she huffs loudly and tosses her dress at him.

His clawed hand snatches the article of clothing out of the air," I do too care about you but not enough to put my wants and desires after you..."

"I am one of Macha's battle ravens, and I create war in men's hearts, but I also know the strength of love and conviction... Scathach sneers back at the monster of monsters that still roam the world. Gods forbid he ever got loose once more.

"But of course you do," he glides over to stand next to her now nude body as his clothes disappear from sight. "It is what drew you to me as a human I should think."

Scathach rolls her dark bird-like eyes at him. Her slender fingers with dark nails like crows claws motions to the large bathroom, which has steam sipping past the door. The estranged couple enter the bath at the same time so that Vlad can wrap Scathach between his arms and legs. His teeth tug on her right ear lobe, "What did micuța mea de Trandafir say today?"

"Your Trandafir has drawn your shadow eyes with extreme accuracy," the raven fae chirps angrily. "She cannot see the danger she lies in due to some kind of supernatural connection to you..."

"She must then be the reincarnation of my beautiful blonde blue-eyed Transylvanian Saxon girl with the name of Katharina Siegel." Vlad sets his chin on Macha's battle raven. "That was truly a beautiful young love to be sure..."

Scathach motions to rise from the tub when Vlad puts her into a crushing hold if she was human, "Such jealousy from a fae...I need you to do one more thing and then I will release Bodu, your MhoddyDoo go..."

You need her to drink some of your blood before you two meet, so you do not kill her in your excitement..."she bent her head and nipped his index finger to make a point of sorts.

A deep and dark rumbling fills the room loudly, "You have always been such a smart one micule corb."

His long fingers now bring into view a small glass vial of a dark, viscous liquid. The raven fae knows it's his blood in the vial. Tomorrow, she will slip the Vampire King's blood into a drink at the club so that Amy can survive his un-controlling desire to claim her. His fingers stroke her fingers to take the blood vial as his mouth hovers over her pulse point. As her hand takes the secret concoction, Vlad sinks his fangs into her next and proceeds to pull a long drink from her.

She winks from the pain for a moment, "I bet Hellsing does not know this little secret of yours..."

He removes his fangs and licks his bloody lips. "Hey, never really looked into the effects of my blood to Renfield. If they had, then all the Hellsing mercenaries would have hopped up Renfields. I cannot have such a great secret learned now."

"My beak is sealed, Regele sânge..." As Scathach settles again in his arms so he can slide himself into her body to be Cock warmed.

Footnotes:

Vlad Tepes and the Aryan woman

During the winter of 1455, the Wallachian prince Vlad Tepes, who was twenty-four at that time, was in the county of Brasov (Transylvania). There, he laid his eyes on a beautiful Aryan girl, seventeen years of age, struggling to push a sled. Captivated by her beauty, Vlad dismounted his horse and went to help her. That would be the beginning of their love affair. Her name was Katharina Siegel, a Transylvanian Saxon girl, daughter of a weaver from Brasov. Vlad was officially married to Anastasia Holszanka, yet so deep was his newfound love for the Germanic girl that he even tried to get a divorce certificate from the Pope himself.

The Moddey Dhoo /ˈmɔːðə ðoʊ/[1] (Manx Gaelic, meaning "black dog")[1][2][3] is a phantom black hound in Manx folklore that reputedly haunted Peel Castle on the west coast of the Isle of Man.[4] The Manx name Moddey Dhoo was transcribed as Mauthe Doog (/ˈmɔːðə doʊɡ/) by an influential 18th-Century English-speaking folklore source, which led to a history of misspellings of the proper name.

Alucard the most violence vampire King. I’m dying 🥵 Thank you sis!❤️

In the Rain

Chapter 4: in the downpour

⚠️Notices: Amy (L/n) is over 21🚫Violence/physical harm

⭕️ mental torture/threats of doing pain/removing organs

🍋mature sexual content❌️ foul language

Twisted Terms of endearment:

•Regele sânge (Blood king)

•monstru împărat

•micuța mea de Trandafir (my little rose)

•purpură înger (scarlot lightbringer)

•mică ghindă (little acorn)

•micule corb (little raven)

I guess I know where I kinda stand Vampire King…"Amy's eyes have sorrow in them now.

"Purpură înger (scarlot lightbringer) you will never fear anyone again but me…a little fear is intoxicating.."

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Amy enters the large bathroom that has a huge claw footed bathtub big enough almost for Alucard's full length. He could just about stretch out his legs in it. The American College student starts the water while doing the one foot, one hand stand shimmy to get her lacy panties off. She realizes as the tub fills slowly that Scota had chosen all her clothes down to intimate and Amy knows why now.

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That is the most remarkable chapter 3 I have ever read 🥵❤️

Milk & Cookies

Part 3:congresul zeițelor întunecate (congress of Goddeses)

⚠️ Warnings: oral sex m/f-two goddesses/intercourse-foul language.

Minors Do No Interact!

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Pet Names for story

♡•Hunnie= umbra stelelor (shade star)

◇•Yari= noapte aripa.(night wings)

Yari va fi aripi de noapte care zboară sub steaua umbrită de Hunnie (Yari is to be night wings that fly beneath the shaded star of Hunnie)

♤•Michi=mici îmbucături (little bites)

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Zbor cu limba (flight by tongue)

Just as I think about standing shakily, a long, thick Romanian dick insists my mouth open up again. My fingers go to Unholy King's balls. The combination of a little stuffed mouth and balls fondled, All Father now also comes undone. I do the best I can to swallow but haven't a chance as his cum spills from my mouth to dribble on my large handful breasts. My fingers lift his cum to smear on Yari and Hunnie's bellies. I write the hieroglyphic Sa over Hunnie's tummy while drawing the eye of Ra on Yari's.

Protection declared with Alucard's white seed...

I clasp my hands on Alucard's lean muscles over his hips. Duh...Of course he would have a toned v-line. What had I been thinking when my attention goes back to my bad left knee and still kneeling. With a groan of pain, I slowly rise to my feet. This is when the boots are a hindrance and far from sexy. I jerk to a sudden stop, as long slender masculine fingers feather lightly brush my throat.

I have a blink of an eye in time to just yell out.

"No...no..!" in a less than high feminne sounding voice.

In some situations, my voice drops instead of raising. This was one of those times.

Those strong fingers have moved to my armpits so that I dangle in the air over Vampire King's head like a young child being held from playing hard. As I squirm in the awkward hold, I can't help but notice a twinkle in his molten lava colored eyes as some devious thought runs through Alucard's mind. People always comment about wanting to read minds. Reading Alucard's mind is definitely not what I want to read, even if I could.

Not now or not ever.

"Mici îmbucături (little bites), do you happen to like to ride, say horses?"

"Yes, all Father, but I also imagine what it is like to fly to..."Is all I get to comment on.

Why did I say that?

Suddenly, my legs are pinned across the tips of his shoulders, resting on his upper chest and spreading as cool breath blows over my swollen, sensitive bundle of nerves. His speed is beyond comprehension, so I am only left moaning in a low range. He pauses for a moment, which I am sure is going to embarrass me.

"Such a sinful sound you make," his teeth nip my inner thigh. "I am used to high pitch screeches, but this is going to be disastrous for you mici îmbucături..."

"Little bites...?" A look of mild confusion crosses my face. My eyes blink a couple of times as I am beginning to overthink it.

My mind snaps back to the attention of hellfire eyes glowing as they peer up between my legs. "Mmm...two small ones. A little mouth that seems to match a little pussy. If I'm not careful my dick will split you open..."

"Ahh...tongue works fine, Dominus Rex..." I sputter out.

At first, I hear Alucard rumble a wicked chuckle out and then the sounds of two heavenly bodies called Yari and Hunnie, laughing in husky voices. The three have decided to gang up on me. Alucard lowers my upper body down to hot, welcoming hands. I shiver under the feel of nails dragging along my skin. The faint rustle of a ribbon being pulled on my waist cincher, then the pressure is freed to fingers tugging on my now pebbling buds. Hungry mouths kiss and lick my bare flesh, then move to leaving darkening love marks.

My attention snaps back to the Unholy King, giving another stinging pain. I get anxious but not from fear of a bite but from being self-conscious of the psychotropic drugs in my body to treat mental health.

"Dominus..." I try not to whine from disappointment. "I have strong medication in my blood. So much so that I can't donate blood."

His fingers tighten their grip as he racks his long tongue through wet folds, "Oh? Sure you will taste terrible?"

"Yes..."I shudder.

"For some Yes but you are different," he inhales deeply. "Your body attacks the drugs and battles them constantly so your blood is neither good or bad tasting but highly unique...rest your pretty head that you and your blood would possibly taste awful. It won't deter me..."

"No Dominus I should be worried more...."I squirm in his tight grip once more as I feel his feral natured tongue sliding up to my cesarean scar. I quickly state, "The scar is still painful after all these years."

My answer is a pinching nib to my pubic mound with a hiss of words," The spoken of cesarean opening to cut babies out?"

"Alucard it's not important! I had the procedure twice. The first one nearly killed me as you have stated my body fights certain drugs..."I snap at him and feel my arousal leaving me even with Yari and Hunnie giving me such erotic pleasure.

"Your children live, yes?" His eyes are less filled with passion but charged with anger. "You need to accept that scar as a badge of courage, modern times or my times. I do not find you less beautiful than the umbra stelelor (Hunnie-shade star) and noapte aripa.(Yari-night wings)..."

"Dar prințul Meu...(but my prince..) I grumble to him.

"SShhh..." Alucard lets a reassuring form of a soft growl out. "Relaxați-vă și lăsați-vă liber pentru un moment...(relax and let yourself free for a moment...)."

I sigh as I tell my muscles to relax once more," Regulă..(okay)..."

Lush plump lips press to my pouty ones then follow with teeth tugging on my bottom lip. How can I refuse Yari entry?

Our tongues dance and slide over each other. I let a slight yelp out from Hunnie's teeth, giving my right nipple a tug with teeth. My mind is short circuiting from all the stimulation.

A sharp nip to my upper thigh sets my mind back on track just in time for a tongue fucking no mortal man could ever manage to deliver. Now I know what it's like to be tongue bathed by a giant cat.

Vampires and their long damn tongues...

I yell out (poor neighbors) a name of old. It's Vlad and not Alucard though I know that's his form currently. Legs twitch and arms flail as if flying. There's one problem: it's triggering Alucard's beast.

He's close to losing control...

"Umbra stelelor (Hunnie-shade star) and Noapte aripa.(Yari-night wings)..." he snarls out, fangs pulling painfully on his gums. "Stop her thrashing, or she won't see the sun rise!"

Yari and Hunnie at first thought Shadow King was snarling at them but then understood I tend to be rather animated when cumming. They grasp an arm each and begin to coax me to come down easily from my climax versus crashing Alucard style.

I can't blame him for triggering his vampiric nature...

"SShhh... we have you," Hunnie whispers.

I can feel my body become limp like a boneless fish caught in a fisherman's professional hands. Yari is running her fingers through my long hair. "Sshh.. we'll help you down."

My buzzing ears hear a rich baritone voice chuckling softly. So, I think I must have mumbled out, "Apreciez, vă mulțumesc foarte mult. (Thank you so very much)."

"Manners for such a mouthy little brat..."

congresul zeițelor întunecate

(*congress of dark goddesses).

Note: congress is a term used for sexual positions in the karma sutra.

Now, warm hands gently set me down on a Victorian couch. It's crushed red upholstery, soft to my bare skin, yet I have a chill now to my body. I see through heavy lidded eyes, a large red duster coat being placed on me and tucked around my bare body. Alucard chuckles at how my face is covered to my nose as soft, dilated eyes peer over the coat hem of the neck.

Prinde-ti respirația muscaturi mici ..(catch your breath little bites) All Father chuckles softly. "I will return to stuff you full.)

I bury my nose into the coat and take a deep inhale of his scent trapped in the coat. I didn't think it would since it's not even really fabric anymore but conjured shadows to take a solid form. The scent, his scent is like a warm but late Autumn day in which the sun has come out and melted the first fall of snow that won't last yet. The soil is of the black and moist kind mingling with the sweetness of fall leaves before a frost. The final hint is of berries left hanging on a tree that has now fallen into those sweet leaves. The mixture of snow and the last moments of fall heading into the death grip of winter.

Vlad's scent is complex and addicting to me...

The Vampire King now focuses his undivided attention on the two gorgeous Black goddesses stretched across the large expanse of a bed. Both Yari and Hunnie have full and pouting lips as each motion with a finger for Alucard to come join them now. Alucard can only tilt his head and grin with the predatory flash of fangs as he aggressively steps towards the bed. His breathing is coming in raggedly from excitement and the dark thoughts of what is about to play out.

Yari and Hunnie are the perfect images of temptation that one should avoid, but why would you? They smile with soft laughs coming out. With a low, animalistic growl, Alucard approaches swiftly. His pale body settles between Yari and Hunnie. Plush lips begin a barache of kisses to pale flesh. Teeth tug on nipples and tongues battling for domination of his mouth. At this point, he does retract his canines for concern; one of his lovely ladies gets an unexpected cut from them. The blood might just send him over the top and beyond his level of control.

It has been a long time since he has been touched like this...

After Mina and being captured by Hellsing, he may put a great sexual banter on, but he never has followed through with it. For a moment, he realizes how much he has missed the feel of warm bodies and limbs that adore him. The ladies don't have any fear of him even though they should be running in terror from him. Though now he is in a dilemma over who is the first to taste his fangs while being pumped full of his vampiric seed.

Hunnie? Umbra stelelor (shade star)?

Or Yari? Noapte aripa.(night wings)?

There is no doubt both are going to get a rough breeding of sorts that has women drooling and limp bodied when he finishes with them. Hunnie's locked hair, Alucard decides she will be second as he plans to fuck her like a lion, with her locks held tightly. Yari is going to be put in a mating position. The Shadow King feels a feral streak starting up.

The Unholy King rises up with the speed of a supernatural cat to push Yari onto her back as her hips roll up, and her shoulders go down against the mattress. With a low snarl, Alucard sinks his veiny and thick cock into her warm and exceptionally wet pussy. So much so there is a sucking, squelching sound of him thrusting so quickly. His left hand grabs a hold of Hunnie by the back of her head so he can safely dominate her warm cavern of a mouth. The Undead King's long tongue goes to search any part of Hunnie's body that is close to it. A fang grazes over a dark nipple as his hips piston his thick erection into Yari's eager body. Her body is doing a slight rocking motion; this time, he hits bottom with her cervix.

His growls are almost able to make one cum alone...

The Vampire King settles his full attention on Yari now as Hunnie assists in distracting Yari with hot and needy kisses to mouth and nimble fingers circle and tug lightly on pebbled nipples. His body being agile and flexible, his position is of a pile driver. His hips smash down fast and just short of too hard that might mean pain instead of pleasure. He can barely hear his own noise over Yari gasping for air and Hunnie's working mouth with fingers. Hunnie gradually moves her fingers down her Black sister to begin playing in her folds around a hard and very sensitive bundle of nerves.

The pleasure button as one would comment...

Yari's body jolts off from all the intense touching from Hunnie and Alward's strong rippling muscles, driving him deep at home inside her. She feels her body being lifted by her dark, shapely thighs as Alucard rises up to get even deeper. Her weight is now focused solely on her shoulders. He pauses, which leads to him pulling almost out and then a pause to tease following a deep thrust ending in the Vampire King being buried to his wet balls. The sound of slapping wet flesh and the aroma of heated sex fills the air all around. Some find the smell unappealing but not for All Father. His senses are on full throttle and fueled by the scent.

The Black goddess Yari feels her mind swim in overwhelming bliss as an orgasm sneaks up on her. It causes her to buck and bow her back as much as Alucard's jutting hips will allow it. Hunnie pulls her mouth away from Yari's plump lips so she can yell and scream.

Or just chant Alucard's name..

"Alucard~!" Yari lets forth. "Aah fuck! I'm cumming!"

"Then come Noapte aripa.(night wings)..." he rumbles out like the undead cat he is.

At first, it's like ripples in water as the orgasm climbs and radiates out from Yari's pussy to the rest of her body. It's like an erotic bolt of electricity that circles from her groin to her mind and back down the spine at the speed of light if it was possible. Alucard is now chasing his orgasm as he runs in Yari's relaxing and slowly going limp, boneless as they say. Alucard snarls at his release, which triggers Yari to have one more orgasm that is more like a fluttering of her pussy milking him dry.

"Yari va fi aripi de noapte care zboară sub steaua umbrită de Hunnie (Yari is to be night wings that fly beneath the shaded star of Hunnie)," he cooes in Yari's ear.

His pale muscular body settles Yari on her left side as his hungry molten fire eyes now focus on Hunnie.

"Steaua mea umbrită, ești gata să devii parte a universului cu mine? (My Shaded Star, are you ready to become part of the universe with me?" he purrs in her ears.

It takes but moments for him to become hard once more. Strong fingers grab Hunnie in which to flip her on her stomach. His hand now pushes her head down, which raises her lush hips up for him to mount her easily. As with Yari, he buries himself deep without warning. The intimate couple feels Hunnie's juices rush down and over to coat his balls in slick.

"Grr..."he snarls loudly in Hunnie's ear. "Fuck! I'm about to drown in your juices Umbra stelelor (shade star)!"

His long nails gracefully take hold of her locked hair, so when he thrusts in her, his hand pulls Hunnie's body to him. He is going to slam into her body like a battering ram on a fortress door until he smashes an orgasm out of her. The left hand glides down her side and tucks under her to spread her wet folds. Hunnie soaks his fingers quickly as her body does a bucking motion to the new sensation. Alucard knows that this Black goddess is so riled up from Yari that it won't be long now. So, he begins to guide his thick cock to hit and stroke different sensitive spots in her pussy, as no one woman has the exact spot that drives them crazy and over the edge.

His ego enjoys the hunt to find the spot.

"Umbra stelelor..." Alucard hisses in her ear while giving her hair a tug.. "It's time for your body to surrender to mine. You will cum now for me!"

One moment, Hunnie thinks about the statement, and then her body surrenders her mind to Alucard's command to cum all over his veiny cock. His hips pause just to let the sensation of Hunnie trying to milk him with her pussy clenching down hard and fast. Just as the last grab of his cock is felt, he wraps an arm around the front of her chest and begins stuffing her completely with his concern on a second strong and decadent orgasm.

These two are simply divine and delicious...

Alucard reaches his goal quickly and signals it with a low growl and his jaws holding Hunnie by the back of the neck as if mating lions. His fangs are razor sharp but only produce a sting for a moment and not a puncture bite. A couple of grunts, and he is painting her insides white with his pale stained cum. The hips rut a couple more times than stop. His jaws release so he can nuzzle his nose against Hunnie's hair. He wants to reassure her that she is safe and sound in his grasp. His long fingers now settle her on the bed, back to back with Yari.

Umbra Stele odihnă în cerul nopții pentru moment ... Mă voi întoarce la voi.(Shade Star rest in the night sky for now...I shall return to you.)" he breathes out on her neck.

"It's a beautiful night. It almost makes me want to go out for a bite to drink..."

I always wanted to do sketching in my sketchbook. Alucard and I. I’ll have to keep on practicing drawing Alucard. I will get there. I still want to draw more in my sketchbook still, but I can stil draw and color on my xp-pen tablet still. Thank you everyone for your support ❤️

My lovely friend and sister and I did an art-trade artwork drawn by https://twitter.com/TwistedWytch 

I am so amazed how she did wonderful of this beautiful art-trade, Gosh Vladan looks so cute. Thank you Todo-chan!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I can't believe after 30 years that Alucard have been gone, it would hurt someone for a long time. I haven't found love for 10 years now. I feel like I’m like Alucard now.

So say Alucard had a lover that was part of the organization. All of the canon events happen and he disappears for 30 years only to return and find that his lover is now married, had kids, etc. What would be his reaction

Heart Ache of the Future.

Ahh the pain and sorrow both mortal and immortal share equally. Once he returns to Hellsing and his interaction with Seras and Integra, he would wonder about s/o and how they never got to say goodbye to him.

His mind searches all of Hellsing but his lover is nowhere to be found and their scent is long gone in thirty years time.

"Master, they couldn't bear to be part of Hellsing when you disappeared.."Seras doesn't need to read her Master's mind.

Seras trusts Alucard to do the right thing by releasing the information of your new address into his mind. Alucard will wait a few days to make sure his emotions don't overwhelm him. As a vampire with ageless time humans come into their life and then death claims them.

He has said goodbye many times before this…

Alucard goes for a moonlight stroll to his former lover's home. His shadows shroud him from human eyes. His white gloved hand presses to a wet from rain, pane of glass.

He sadly smiles. You look happy in your now totally mortal life. You have children that he could never give you. His heart aches but he can't be angry with you. So he decides to check in on you and your family regularly to give you protection as only he can.

@alucardownsmyass @hunnie880 @amikartest

I am very grateful how this artwork turn out. I drew a new artwork for @michi-tala and I, and our true love of Alucard, with is beautiful long hair, and his red crimson eye that we can’t stop staring at 😍. A remarkable artist, and wonderful writer. What will happen to us both when we’re with this charming No-Life-King of vampires Alucard ❤️

Thank you @zuendwinkhell ❤️ @michi-tala helped me with the idea of neckaces

I am very grateful how this artwork turn out. I drew a new artwork for @michi-tala and I, and our true love of Alucard, with is beautiful long hair, and his red crimson eye that we can’t stop staring at 😍. A remarkable artist, and wonderful writer. What will happen to us both when we’re with this charming No-Life-King of vampires Alucard ❤️

now that’s what I call a hand job for our No-Life-King Alucard ❤️🥵

Do you have an Alucard hc for him being with a partner who is bad at giving blowjobs? It's my number one sex insecurity since I gag easily lol

Alucard on Fellatio

Warnings ⚠️: fellatio, foul language. Insinuation for coitus. 🚫 Minors Do Not Interact!🚫

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•Alucard would sense your nervousness about orally pleasuring you. As soon as you knelt he would motion you to stand.

"Draga mea it's better for your human neck if we lay down," he softly reassures you. "If your head and neck are straight instead of bent at angle, it will feel more comfortable.

•You get on the bed and Shadow King gets comfortable. He stretches his pale lean body out. Your eyes immediately look at the fine black ebony hair leaving a trail to his groin.

"Why don't you just start by stroking and touching my body down there and then we shall proceed.."His molten hellfire eyes glow lightly.

•You relax your body by stretching out yourself. Your fingers stroke the seam on his ball sac and run through his musky scented hair. Your mouth begins to 'water'..

*(note if in beginning to suck on a strawberry candy or a lollipop. It helps get your mouth wet, adds flavor to the skin of the penis and guys get school girls fantasies.)

•You now begin to insert him and try to fit all of him in. You of course gag strongly and your insecurities are at their worst..

"Draga mea, you don't have to deepthroat me if you're not comfortable or able," he reassures you. "Use your hand to pump at the base of me and then use that fabulous tongue. Stroke my balls, lick under the glans. Just have fun trying to make me groan loudly…"

*(Note:Your hand adds stimulation but also works to keep you from slamming the head of the penis into your throat.)

•As you start to really get into finding all his weak spots, he lets you know you're doing great.

"Yes Dragostea mea! " Alucard loudly states. "I like to feel my cock head through your cheek. That is the swap for gagging on me."

•His cool fingertips stroke you on the cheeks and edge of your throat but not gagging.

"Ahhh..the thought of my hard dick choking you out and how you try so hard to take me in. I think my dick needs to be inside you now."

Footnote:

The roots of the term "blow job" begin a bit earlier than this — in the 17th century, to be exact, when to "blow" meant to bring someone to orgasm." Blow jobs in reality actually prevent life.

https://www.thestudentroom.co.uk

Why is it called a "blow job"? - The Student Room

@alucardownsmyass @hunnie880 @amikartest

It would be amazing, to donate my for Alucard, but you're right, it would be alot better if he drinks my blood warm and fresh for him. I’d love to be Alucard’s donor 🥰

What would happen if s/o gives Alucard permission to bite and drink blood from s/o. Even though s/o has hemochromatosis, a blood disorder? Even the doctors would throw the blood away after draining the blood out of s/o.

Warm and Fresh

I kind of know this, but nobody hasn't asked on tumblr, about if someone has a blood disorder, but no doctor wouldn't drain the blood out of s/o body. Then giving a permission to Alucard to drink s/o blood anytime

This is a good one…Amy speaks of a blood disorder in which the body extracts iron from food and keeps the blood in a high concentration of iron. Several terrible things can happen with liver damage and such. The first choice is to eat food with less iron naturally and lots of water But…there are times when the blood is removed (drained). The blood can not be collected and donated to a blood bank so the blood is wasted.

It is but by chance Vampire King would notice your blood is different. Alucard would know that your blood is too thick with iron and it could kill you. His eyes can tell him by extreme subtly in skin appearance and the scent from sweat and saliva.

What is a more perfect situation for a vampire like him? Only human blood is acceptable to Alucard and yet it is wasted for the most part.

I would imagine that Hellsing gets this blood supply, to a certain extent, to lower the consumption of two vampires in Hellsing. We know that Alucard’s blood was from blood donors of the blood bank in London.

The Shadow King approaches his Master, Sir Integra Hellsing to see if you are to be an employee of Hellsing, though he would prefer not on the field and in the line of fire.

The first couple of times the Unholy King would strain not to harm you badly. Your blood has a richer metallic taste to it. Your blood is addicting to him. He will refuse to share the blood.

It is here that it is plausible (Vampire King says impossible but he didn’t get a manual with his new abilities) that a Dhampir could be conceived due to the different aspect of your blood and him feeding on you.

Warm Fresh is always better than cold bagged…

This is the most beautiful OC x Alucard fanart ❤️

I don’t think I posted this so I’m posting it now, shameless oc x alucard :]

Thank you @bishyofskye for commission me, I really enjoy drawing Alucard x OC very much ❤️❤️❤️ I do apologize for the late. Thank you for your patience *hugs*

Wow, it’s almost been 2 years since I have redone my cover of Reminiscent, I wanted to thank @merumely for helping me the idea for the title name. I also wanted to thank my sister @michi-tala for helping me to improve with my writing, I’m still working on it, Thank you sis ❤️ and thank you, @merumely ❤️

I do hope I’ll do comics in the near future, doing comic pages isn’t easy for me, T_T. But I’ll do them, Thank you everyone for your support ❤️