Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because itâs already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.
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A Night for Hunting Ch. 19 -Valentine's
C/W: Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, canon-typical violence, gore, Millennium, battle-thirsty vampire, some shadow writing
@alastorhazbin
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Another reminder that Hellsing is NOT a fluffy show, despite all the fluff I wrote between Alucard and the Reader.
An excerpt is under the cut
âFeeling sorry for yourself?â His voice slithered through the darkness, a soft rasp like a catâs tongue, but it was oil on fire.
You bristled at his callousness, the false niceties rapidly forgotten here away from the prying outsiders. âYou brought on all these problems of mine! All I wanted was a quiet life, not the spotlight on my face everywhere I go!â
He said nothing.
âIt isnât fair!â
His silence dominated like midnight frost, twin lights glinting as he opened his eyes, his pupils like pitch within an incandescent carnelian.
âFair? âFairnessâ is but a pretty word, a reassuring concept for the weak of will who demand a seat at the table. The world simply is not fair, Dear.â
âThe things they say about me! About you!â
âShould steel be bowed by the breeze? Or a boulder be moved by something as intangible as words? Their utterances are the mere rabble of the masses.â
âYou make it sound derivative. Words can cut as deeply as physical wounds, Alucard.â
He laughed. âOnly if you allow it.â
âYou brought me here and thatâs all you have to say?! Youâve never even defended me from their lies!â
âWhat would you have me do? Shall I present their heads on pikes? Or perhaps I shall still their tongues by commanding it so?â The blistering lights glowed with infernal power. âYou will not find absolution from the rabble. Care not for their whispers.â
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You whimpered at the racket. The coffin smelled like Alucard, which was good âthe scent of safety was always comforting, but the thunderclaps of what seemed like a million shots destroyed that illusion. It was almost deafening even from your enclosed space in another room. How could it be so loud? Was the throne room caving in? Were you getting buried with the rubble? Thank goodness for the coffin.
It began to glow blood red. Alucard wasnât speaking to you, but you heard him all the same.
Releasing control restriction systemâŚ
Level 3, level 2, level 1.
Recognizing approval of Situation A according to the Cromwell invocation.
Commencing limited lifting of ability to use restrictions until the enemy before me has been rendered completely silent.
What was happening outside?! The temperature was plunging as bursts of light speckled your vision through the darkness in tune with the explosive banging.
Depraved aggression smacked into you. The vagaries of a bone-deep bloodlust came to him naturally. How Alucard longed for a good fight and a satisfying end. He was gloating and deranged. The gargling of a manâs screams drifted through the wooden walls of the coffin, though it was getting more distant.Â
Exactly what was happening out there, you couldnât tell, but you didnât like it. The scene of many of Alucardâs targets desperately begging him for mercy was something you were accustomed to. There would be none.
You recalled the warmth of his toothy smile earlier tonight.
More far-off screaming.Â
Your skin crawled. The dark lord of legend felt as foreign to you as a stranger, his glee almost drowning out your bond. It was disturbing.
âLuke Valentine! Excellent! I have not had this much fun in too long.â Someone elseâs fear scrambled your head as Alucard egged on his enemy to show him more.
You aren't a monster Alu. You felt so small and insignificant.
The bloodlust went away as your vampire snapped out of it.
~To be Continued~
Ch. 20- Millennium
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âI suppose we can keep itâŚâ
More HellsingDoggos. I canât stop.
A million thanks to my awesome sis @opellisms for holding my hand through the very scary thing called âanimatingâ!
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a few reminders because iâm tired and angry
fandom is a hobby, not a form of activism
adult women arenât inherently creepy for being in fandom and having hobbies apart from raising babies and doing taxes
the vast majority of people pushing back against the worrying trend of instigating harassment over fictional characters and relationships arenât incest supporters or pedophiles, actually
liking a m/f ship doesnât make someone a dirty heterosexual invading your space
preferring gay ships doesnât make you ââwokeââ and good
no one owes you a disclaimer that they are a good person who recognizes that their favorite fictional villainâs actions are evil and that they donât condone those actions irl
liking a fictional villain is in no way comparable to advocating abuse/murder/genocide/etc and youâre a fucking idiot if you believe that
just because a woman is attracted to a fictional villain doesnât mean sheâs promoting toxic relationships or going to end up in a toxic relationship. assuming women canât tell fiction and reality apart stinks of internalized misogynyÂ
some randoâs a/b/o fanfics have none of the level of influence that popular tv shows and movies spreading propaganda have
no one owes you a detailed description of their traumas and mental health problems
abusive relationships are not the same as enemies to lovers ships
yâall need to chill the fuck out over people, relationships, actions and events that donât actually exist and learn how to enjoy and discuss them like normal people
fandom is a hobby, not a form of activism
feel free to add more
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My constant struggle when writing PWP
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A Night for Hunting Ch.18 -Interlude III
CW: 18+, NSFW, Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, explicit sexual content, Dom Vladcard, ROMANCE, oral sex, bondage, blindfold, ballgag, shadows/tentacles, âspeculum,â breeding kink, creampie, aftercare, affectionate vampire king, comfort, history, self-indulgent fantasies, cervical penetration, shadow writing. A couple who's BIG HORNY for each other
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Extreme sex re: tentacle porn. But this is still emotional smut in the same strain as the other Interludes.Â
This chapter can be skipped and imo you shouldn't miss too much plot-wise. Something interesting that does happen will be described in later chapters. Donât take the contents of this chapter too seriously. It wasnât planned well in advance like most other chapters. The Reader is ovulating and so am I, thatâs all. Oh daddy Vlad.
In this fic, vampires are infertile because they are dead, including their spunk, which Vlad knows. He's just indulging in a fantasy and contemplating a life which he knows would never have been possible.
I also went through this story from the beginning and made some small edits. I swapped some words here and there that I liked more and made two changes to ensure continuity and adherence to the canon:
Alucard should only be using one gun in Ch.7 since he doesnât have the Jackal yet
In the OVAs, there was no painting hiding the entrance to Alucardâs lair
Excerpt below the cut
âAlu-!â You stopped in your tracks upon entering the great room after the check in the bedroom yielded no vampire.Â
âVlad.âÂ
The diffuse rays from another hall retreated shortly after illuminating the lounging figure, as if shying away from the night creature of legend.Â
Alucard was always correct whenever he mused about the wonders of darknessâ cover.Â
There was beauty in the unbroken shadows. The poor visibility compelled you to adjust to the nuanced differences in the most subtle shades of black. The brooding giant nearly fused into the surroundings, consuming any specs of light, his knee-length tresses flooding around him in an inky pool deeper than the background. No metal reflected the lamps outside. Vlad was unarmed, clad in a skin-tight suit covered in straps that outlined his impressive physique.
This was not who you expected to find. Twin citrine jewels flickered softly as they regarded you. You silently observed each other for a moment. Was he sad again tonight? No, clearly he could scent your need and was waiting to see what you would do.
âThe trappings of his physical form were meaningless,â you recalled him insisting. You took wide exaggerated steps to allow your groin to air âand for your natural aromas to diffuse better. Kneeling at his feet, you wedged between the Kingâs knees and fumbled with the leather straps to fish out his member. The outfit was an irritating single piece garment. Fortunately, the clothing parted as you dug in and left you salivating at the creamy flesh nestled within a sea of darkness.Â
Summoning up a piece of forgotten courage, you glanced up at his imposing magnificence before standing abruptly to lead him back out to the throne room. Your lover was a king tonight and respect must be imparted.Â
You exhaled as you arrived and got a proper look at him. The jumpsuit accentuated the outline of those sublime proportions. His chest was thick and quads swollen with brawn; you could make out the grooves where his triceps began and where the âVâ to his hips ended. The smoggy darkness cloaked him like a jealous mistress unwilling to relinquish her finest work of art.
His cock hung semi-erect from a carpet of neatly trimmed pubes.
The vampire was enjoying the attention, eyes sparkling as he watched you drink him up. The corners of his lips tilted roguishly and your gaze focused on those plump pads. Something snapped.
Your mouth crashed into Draculaâs in an open-mouthed kiss as you stood on the tips of your toes and nudged him back to encourage him to sit, to allow you to fellate the King on his throne.Â
Piece by piece, you took your time shedding the components of your night clothes, until at last you let your panties drop and join the pile pooled at your feet with finality.Â
His stare bore through you.
There was a low whining sound from someplace far away, yours, as you rubbed hard against his body and collapsed to the floor to settle between his legs again. A trail of fresh bruises were left in your mouthâs wake along his thighs. Audacious, but the need to satiate the flesh was stronger than any lingering intimidation inspired by this version of your lover.
The bruises disappeared before your eyes. The circles mottling the dead man's skin were never bright red. Angry maroon faded into smooth alabaster within moments as the pounding of your heart kept pace with the speed of your loverâs healing.
Your fist tightened around him. You latched tight and sank as far as you could, casting your gaze at him again proudly through hooded eyes when you barely gagged at this depth. It was the triumph of many months of training in the bedroom. Your cheeks hollowed.
Vlad was austere and gorgeous, and though he remained silent, those narrowed vermilion irises remained fixated on your actions. At least the way he gazed at you wasn't as lecherous as Alucard.
The vampire grew for you rapidly, a reassuring indication you were doing something well. The back of his fingers stroked your cheeks as you bobbed and applied more suction while you prodded his balls.
You stayed on your knees in supplication to a demon, feeling drunk in the act of perverse prayer.
You grew docile as you suckled your pacifier, marvelling at the fleshy taste of goodness when he tugged you off the ground and bent down to bestow another passionate kiss upon your hungry lips. Your tongues intertwined and shoved at each other. Your hands dug into his suit and traced the contours of his pecs, ravenously trying to get under and onto his skin. The royal vampire rumbled as you panted to catch your breath.Â
âI have something to show you, my Darling. It is as we discussed,â he said.
You almost forgot your arrangements through the haze. That explained why he was dressed this provocatively.
Show me.Â
The warlordâs hand enveloped yours as he led with a loose grip to the bedroom, where he stopped in the middle of the cavernous chamber. Somehow, you missed the leather sling dangling from the ceiling earlier. It oscillated ever so slightly in its emptiness. Not for much longer.
The vampire King, for all his nefarious reputation, stared down at you tenderly and smoothed the back of his hand over your face. So much power and all of it was restrained for your sake. A blindfold appeared from nowhere and he fastened it around your head reverently.Â
âDo you remember what you agreed to? What you asked for?â He said as he cradled both sides of your face and coaxed you into tilting it up at him.
~To be Continued~
Ch. 19- Valentine's
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yr locked in a room alone with three adult men but you feel perfectly safe. who are they
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It's just a troll but they got the outrage they were fishing for from me at least đ¤Żđ¤Ź
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scream it louder for the back!
yet again if your thoughts are anything OTHER than âtheyâd be eating that shit like dessertâ i do NOT trust your opinion on what a vampire would do with someone who is on their period. because not only are you wrong, you are also sick. so keep that to YOURSELFâźď¸âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸
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Sketch drawn by Hirano involving a certain song to celebrate the ending of the manga. From the 2012 official guidebook.
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Brazil was one of my favorite episodes!! He can 'love beam' me anytime đ¤Š. White looks amazing on him too đ
Haven't drawn him in a while
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Madara, the perfect furnace in the winter. Kick an Uchiha to the curb in the summer đ¤Ł
So we all collectively agree that the Uchiha have high body heat.
Unfortunately, I canât really relate because Iâm either freezing my ass off or sweating out the niagara falls. But all this made me wonder something.
pls reblog after voting
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