#(mostly scary)

[kiwi]

everybodys gotta get back into the practice of using pseudonyms online... i remember the time of screen names where u never ever told anyone ur real name and that was just understood as basic internet safety. plus having a screen name is fun because sometimes it sticks so well that it becomes part of ur identity that u can use in whatever facet of ur life you choose. it rocks to pick your own name

#im living proof! i wasnt always called kiwi but now i am and it rocks #but mostly im just worried about all these kids wayyy oversharing personal info online #not to be like aaaggghh kids these days. but. #um people are sharing their full names and schools and deepest secrets with their FACE ATTACHED #i surely dont need to explain why thats scary #tiktok trends where u share stuff you would Never tell people irl.... WITH!!! YOUR FACE!!!!! IN FULL VIEW!! #WHHH.... WHY........... #Get Scared of Internet Strangers Again Please!

[dandyleyen]

In honor of the Stardew Valley 1.6 update, here’s some really old (2021) Shane art that I never uploaded !!

#yes I use the diverse stardew valley mod #look guys it’s a lil scary moving into a mostly white small town when you’re not white #sjdjfj it was a comfort thing #anyways the mod is actually rlly cool and also has trans options for some characters #anyways guys my favorites are Seb and Shane so clearly I have a type #old art I know it doesn’t look like my usual stuff #stardew valley #stardew fanart #shane stardew valley #shane stardew #stardew shane #diverse stardew valley #my art #stardew 1.6

[sp00pypumpkins]

This was influenced by the many draws I saw of catnap high HAHHA

#catnap #dogday #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #my art #i have no experience whatsoever about comics apart from what i did long ago so is a bit scary AHHHA #please dont murder me #this was mostly a silly of today i have other comic ideas more normal

[sharkface]

If there are supposedly hordes of trans women sniffing out shy moody androgynous goth boys and turning them into extroverted freaky raver puppygirls explain why hasn't it happened to me yet. Am I not pretty enough

#This is a joke but seriously you guys are weird as fuck for thinking a 'guy' who hangs out with a lot of trans women eventually becoming #one herself is some evidence of being 'turned' instead of the simpler and more reasonable explanation that the reason that #she hung out with mostly trans girls and was ok with them talking about her becoming a girl jokingly OR serious is probably just that #she already wanted to be a girl and the trans girls she hung out with helped her become more comfortable with that idea and #gave her the tools and confidence to pursue that. There is no prime directive because closeted trans people are not fucking aliens who #have nooo idea what's going on with themselves and should be isolated from people who could help them figure themselves out #and support them through that realization and their transition. You are straight up parroting conservative talking points about protecting #our vulnerable cis people from the big scary trans agenda that seeks to corrupt their beautiful god given genders. Get a grip #talk

[tubbytarchia]

Ren was very dog today thank you Ren

#hc 10 spoilers #rendog #every day of drawing Ren is a struggle because I have to make the painful decision between mostly human Ren or mostly werewolfdog Ren #when he's being particularly cute or scary I imagine wolf. Otherwise he's just some pathetic guy #tubby art

[pettyprocrastination]

The Revenant Wife

Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of grief and death. 

Summary: Ellie knows very little of Joel and even less of the wife he had before the outbreak. When she finally meets you, its just as much as shock to her as it is to your husband. 

Word count: 1.6k

Note: ficlet is based off of this previous post about Joel getting separated from his wife during the outbreak and assuming you died until you find one another years later. Reader is described to look like Sarah. Title came from the ever lovely @djarin-junk​ <3

Tagging those I think would enjoy: @pedrostories​ @thesadvampire​ @joel-mlller @softanon​ @max--phillips​ @captainsamwlsn​ @hooplahoopla​ @moondirti​ 

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Ellie didn’t know that Joel had a wife. 

Granted, she didn’t know much about his old life at all. 

She knew he built things. That he had a brother named Tommy and a daughter named Sarah, but didn’t like to talk about the latter that much. In one fleeting conversation, full of mumbles as her eyes began to close while they rested under the night sky she heard him mention you but was far too gone to truly hear what he said. Nothing more than the vague rumble of his voice saying “my wife” before her eyes opened once more. 

“You’re married?”

She asks with such incredulous shock it sounds more like “somebody married you?” but girls at her age hardly ever have filters. 

“I was.” 

There’s the same bristle in his throat and far off look in his eyes as when she first asked about his daughter. An open answer but one that carries enough unsaid to tell Ellie of your fate. To warn her that she should change the subject or simply shut her mouth and go to sleep before plucking his raw nerve one too many times until he snaps- 

“What was she like?” 

But Joel learned early on that Ellie wasn’t one to follow warnings. 

“Kind.” His breath stutters. “But not a pushover- she didn’t take shit from anybody.” He stares up at the sky, feeling his chest grow tight and fingers twitch by his side until there’s a rustling, the girl next to him rolling over to face him and he turns to find Ellie peeking out from her sleeping bag with a smile. 

Damn this girl. 

“Not even from you?” 

Joel scoffs. “Especially from me. The amount of times she gave me and Tommy and earful-” he shakes his head, Ellie watches a smile grow on his face in silence, as if worried she may frighten it away. 

“Did she cook?” 

Ellie thinks of the stories the older kids would tell her. The ones who remembered life before the Outbreak, who told her of freshly baked pies on weekend and fluffy pancakes in the morning. 

Joel remembers the first time you tried to bake him a cake for his birthday back when he was sixteen. How he opened the door to your forlorn face and a store bought sheet cake in your hands because as your mother told him over the phone, you damn near burned the whole house down trying to bake for him as a surprise. 

“From time to time.” 

There was only so much she could get out of him before his voice became clipped and eyes full of an emotion she didn’t quite know the name of that he told her to get some rest. Leaving her with nothing to do but to stare at the sky and wonder about these stories in the shape of a woman who unveiled a little bit more about the mysterious man she traveled with. 

Of all the silence and secrets that made up the man that protected her, she created stories to fill them. Stories of Joel Miller, husband, father, brother and badass contractor that everybody loved.   Of his soldier brother, of his wife and their smiling daughter between them both. 

In Ellie’s mind, you didn’t work. 

But not in a ditzy lame way like some boring housewife. But just because you didn’t have to. 

Joel said that everybody loved contractors so that means he probably got paid like, a ton of money to build stuff for people so you got to stay at home all day. Ellie imagined your house to be ginormous. Maybe Joel made it himself for you when you guys first got married. It was big enough that when Joel came home everyday he’d call out your name and it’d echo through  the hall as you called him into the kitchen, where your daughter sat reading as you set dinner on the table. Sometimes you’d get upset if he came home late but then he’d kiss your cheek and you would roll your eyes but smile before you all sat down and ate as a family. 

Ellie imagines Joel’s daughter, she wonders if Sarah looks more like her mother than her father. 

Ellie wonders as the sleep takes over her body, if they could have been friends. 

When it happens, months later after she’s come to think of Joel as something akin to family and he thinks of her as something he can’t say out loud just yet, she’s shocked. She’s face to face with a woman holding her at gunpoint that looks nothing like the smiling mother she dreamt of during cold nights. 

You don’t match the stories Ellie made up in your head.

You’re mean. 

No. Mean isn’t the right word. 

Cold. Yes. you're very cold. 

Ellie watches in shock as you ask where they're headed, gun focused on the center of her chest while the two boys at your side point their own at Joel, who has yet to speak. 

She waits for him to answer, but he just stares at you in awe. The same man she’s seen kill and threaten to keep her safe day in and day out is rendered speechless until all he can do is utter your name and she realizes that he knows you. More than that, judging by the way he surrenders his gun to you with no fight, something she had never seen him do. 

You lift your head to look at him, the brim of your hat raises just enough to clear the shadow cast over your face and Ellie can finally see your eyes and the snarl on your face. 

You’re also very pretty.

“I won’t ask again.” 

The two boys standing on either side of you have your eyes. Same color and intensity, narrowed into slits like guard dogs waiting for an order and Ellie sees the way Joel stares at them. 

She wonders if Sarah had brothers. 

“Out west.” He manages. “Takin’ her to her family.” 

Your eyes move to her and she holds her hands higher in the air. 

“That true?” “What?” 

“Is he telling the truth?” 

The taller one, Duke, she had heard you call him, had already ripped the bag from her back and emptied its contents onto the ground, she had nothing else to hide from you. 

But then she sees something in your eyes. A concern for her that she hadn’t seen since Tess or Marlene. 

And she understands. 

“He’s telling the truth.” Ellie forces out. 

You watch her for a moment and there’s a moment of panic where she thinks you can see right through her lie. 

But then you lower your gun and jerk your head over your shoulder. 

“C’mon.” is all you say before you begin to walk away. The boys gawk at you for a moment before you give them a look of warning and they follow in your step, occasionally casting glances behind them at Joel and Ellie who follow suit. 

She’s quick to grab onto the sleeve of Joel’s jacket and pull with a harsh whisper as the other’s march forward. 

“You know this psycho?” 

Joel flinches at her voice as it pitches up. If any of you heard her, which he gathered you did because Ellie didn’t have an inside voice to save her fucking life, you didn’t care enough to react. 

Ellie whispers his name again. Insistent and angry for answers but he just keeps looking forward. He can’t take his eyes off of you or the boys ahead and it fills her with worry but she doesn’t know why. 

“She’s my wife.”

You lead them to a cottage. Its paint is chipping and the fence is reinforced with wiring around the perimeter but it looks like a home. She can vaguely hear the soft clucking of chickens nearby and there's a flash of fur behind the fence with a pair of pointed ears that duck away just as fast as she saw them. 

Ellie has seen the remnants of homes before the outbreak. The plates still stacked in the sink and the jacket still hung up on the hook. A story telling a family that once lived within its walls and is now nothing more than memories that ghosts along its foundation. 

But this one is real. It’s yours. 

 There is a rickety wooden table in the dining room. Each chair around it seems to have been brought from a different house and is varying shades of faded brown. You kick the leg of one and nod toward it.“Sit, both of you.”

Ellie looks to Joel before sitting. He follows suit, choosing the chair closest to her. 

“I’m gonna get some bandages for that leg-” 

Joel shifts forward. “I don’t need-” 

“I wasn’t fucking asking, Joel.” 

You’re not stronger than Joel, if she had to guess. You both look the same age, but she’s seen his strength, his violence, all done for her safety and knows if it came down to it, you might not win in a fight against him. 

But at your order, he sits back in his chair. 

You turn and set a shoulder on your son’s shoulder. 

At least. She thinks he’s your son. 

Softly spoken words are exchanged while the other keeps his eyes on Joel and his hand on his holster. The boy says something back in insistence, but you tilt your head and he nods. 

“If either of them try moving or taking anything.” You offer them one final look over your shoulder before slipping out of the room. “Shoot them.” 

They listen to your footsteps slowly retreat until there’s nothing but the subtle creak and groan of the wood floor beneath them. Ellie leans forward to look at Joel, setting her hands firmly on the dinner table in announcement. 

“Dude-” The young girl breathes out. “Your wife is a bitch.”

#revenant wife tag #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #this is just a little blurb because I havent written in a hot minute #mostly from ellies third pov so i hope the sort of juvenile internal thoughts make sense #joels wife is a sort of scary badass gal with a lil farm #joel miller x female reader #@ the blogs who asked to be tagged but had zero header or age in their bio: do better #tumblr please dont rearrange the order of this again im BEGGING #not pictured in the fic: joel punching duke in the face and wrestling the gun from his hands before the other twin shows up followed by you #and now joel has to grapple with the fact that 1. his wife is alive 2. she had children 3. he just sucker punched his own kid

[findmewheretheseameetsthesky]

Ok but you know what would be extremely funny; somehow if Sophie ever did get her match lists and her number one match is none of her potential love interests.

Keefe? Nope. Fitz? Nope. Any of the girls? Biana? Linh? Nope. It's no one she remotely knows or recalls in passing.

Instead it's some random dude called Jared.

#poor jared is both confused af and terrified when he finds out #but mostly terrified #i mean #sophie is one scary girl #sophitz #solinh #keefe sencen #sokeefe #sobiana #sophie foster #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc

[dragonofthedepths]

Do Onto Others 6.2.23

DP x DC. Danny Phantom, Clockwork, Wonder Woman. Clockwork is Kronos.

There was, very suddenly, a distinct presence in the Watchtower, filling the air with an overwhelming sense of power and death-

"Hello granddaughter."

-and everyone jumped.

A large glowing humanoid figure in a purple cloak was standing where there hadn't been anyone before, staring directly at Wonder Woman. He lifted up a smaller figure, a brightly glowing teen in a hazmat suit, by the back of the neck like a cat.

"His will is currently bound to mine through an ancient spell, and it would better if we were not around eachother while I work on breaking it." He set the boy down. "Watch him for a while."

the larger figure vanished into thin air.

Only half the presence disappeared.

The teen grinned up at them from the ground. "Hi!"

The Observants bound Clockwork to their will long ago, manipulating his Obsession to align with their nature and casting a powerful loyalty spell. They could not bind Danny the same way, but they could force Clockwork to do so. There was a distinct short-sightedness to this daisy-chain line of thinking though, especially given that Danny’s Obsession is protecting people.

His loyalty was to Clockwork, not them, and he thought his mentor would be a lot better off without the Observants hanging over him. It didn't take him very long at all break Clockwork free.

Now Clockwork just needs a bit of time to return the favor (and blow up the Observants).

So he drops Danny off with Diana for babysitting. 

Day (616/100) in my #∞daysofwriting @the-wip-project 6th of Feb

#dp x dc #Clockwork #Danny Phantom #Clockwork is Kronos #Wonder Woman #the Observants #DP #DC #Clockwork is mostly gonna use his newfound freedom to mess with his family #none of the Greek gods are prepared for Kronos to return #much less the new kid he brought with him #Danny is not the Ghost King but he’s still scary powerful #scribblings from the deep #∞daysofwriting #fix tags later #the Observants are jerks #you have no idea how much pain posting this was #my tablet fought me every step of the way

[goldensunset]

i looooove pokémon npcs whose team members subtly imply something about them that's never touched upon in the story or at least never outright said. i love villains having friendship evos. i love trainers who commit hard to one aesthetic or vibe with their team (beyond simply sharing a type) and i love it even better when there's one random exception especially if that's their ace. i love when later down the line someone boxes the cute fun soft baby pokémon they used to have in favor of a seemingly stronger or scarier one to show that they're getting serious. i love when they have a pokémon that's difficult to get and raises lots of questions about them. i love it when the lore behind a pokémon fits the character to a T and i love it even better when it appears to contradict them. give me the story-gameplay harmony but better yet give me what appears to be story-gameplay dissonance but might actually have implications if we're willing to dive deep into it

#to me this is more important than actually making the team hard to beat #but it's amazing if it is #as a new fan i only know so many examples of this myself but i would love to hear more from people who know more #volo and cyrus having friendship evos... #in particular volo having a rare togekiss which apparently only reveals itself in times of peace... lol #also volo/cynthia having spiritomb. i firmly believe cynthia inherited that same pokémon from him #but like volo where did YOU get that #i've heard oleana's team is mostly glamorous ladylike pokémon but her ace is her beloved garbodor #yessss that's what i'm talking about!!! #kieran boxes his furret and suddenly pulls out a scary freak like shiftry #also the evolution of polywag into poliwrath #i've heard hop does something similar with getting rid of his wooloo but i can't verify #as another small note: love when the type of pokéball they have their team in matters #like all of team star having a different type of ball that suits them #or sada/turo exclusively having master balls #y'all what is up... #pokémon

[solarpunkani]

my dad went to the library to get some books (his goal is to read more this new year) and he brought me back a lil announcement abt a 'bring your own craft' kinda event that happens every Friday from 10 to 12

on the one hand: possibly a cool way to make crafting friends, get out of the house, go to the library more often

on the other hand: the odds of me being conscious before 12pm most of the time is Extremely Low

#out of queue #ani rambles #'ani why are you mentioning this here' idk it feels tangential #its like. i wanna join communities and meet people and have fun #but also i am A: shy and B: sleepy and lazy as hell #like literallly the main thing holding me back from committing to going At Least Once is that A: oh no new people scary #but also mostly B: i dont think i even CONSIDERED getting out of bed until 12pm today and thats EARLY for me #all this to say. uh. thoughts and prayers for your local shy ass nerd i guess

[critter-wizard]

i wish i were a monster...

#UPDATED WITH MORE ZINE PAGES!! #im going to be selling these at conventions and market stalls !! #a little poem and zine i cooked up in my sketchbook a few months ago with mostly crayons and then further edited in clip studio :) #there was more to the poem but I feel like this is enough lol #i want to make more personal art going forwards its a bit scary it feels a little cheesy but real and a little cathartic #but it is real feelings i have so maybe it connects with someone #personal art #zine #monsters #werwolves #artistic nudity #artists on tumblr #trans art #grimm art

[sillybun33]

HTF: THE PERFECT CREATIONS AU

⚠️‼️TW: BLOOD, GORE, AND BODY HORROR under cut‼️⚠️

Inspired by those mlp infection aus, main lore thing is that one day the idol was destroyed, releasing a curse in the form of a virus that started turning people into cannibalistic rotting god worshippers

#happy tree friends #htf flaky #htf cuddles #htf giggles #htf petunia #htf nutty #htf toothy #more will be coming soon and feature some more characters #this is mostly just gonna be doodle dumps with bits of story/lore and not like #full length comics and such lol #also this isnt rlly scary as im not good w drawing that stuff but im practicing with drawing monsters for the stage 4 infected #my art #not self ship #gonna remake nutty sometime soon cuz i honestly dont like how he looks here 😭

[theminecraftbee]

For the ask game, I want to ask for Guardian Gem and/or Stress! After all, they did do that farm, and Gem built her elven village by the sea...

"Oh, come on man," Etho says, voice wavering. "Mining fatigue has got to be cheating, right? Right?"

Gem can't stop the glee from leaking into her voice as she follows after him. "Oh, come on, you know I can't help it these days!" she says. "It's not my fault it's easier to catch prey when it can't move its arms."

"Prey?" says Etho.

"I mean, unless you're going to fight back this time."

"You're pointy, man!"

Gem laughs, but she can't deny that 'pointy' is probably accurate at this point. It's nearly as accurate as 'prey'. At some point, this had turned from 'she needed to collect Etho's head' to 'hey, shouldn't he be better at fighting' to 'she should show him how to fight' to 'he's a struggling player in my territory and it's my job to finish him off while he's weak' to 'he's weak, he's prey.'

She'd say that it's a struggle, controlling the elder guardian instincts. She might like to say it's a struggle. She probably should say it's a struggle. Something about holding back her new instincts to hunt down and kill and drag into the waves and all that. The urge to immobilize with her poison and her aura and her fangs and to tear apart. To trap. All of that.

She should say she doesn't like those things, but...

"Etho... Where'd you go, Etho? If you're placing blocks that's also not fair."

"Then stop giving me mining fatigue, then!" Etho says.

"Why would I do that?" Gem says, giving up the pretense that she 'doesn't control it'--they both know she does. "If I do that, you'll be able to start digging to hide, and then I'll never get to eat you!"

"Why do all the monsters want to eat me, huh?"

"You know, if you just learned to fight back well, maybe this wouldn't be a recurring problem for you," Gem lectures, and then her instincts catch sight of the hole he's dug himself into. Oh, good! He's even trapped himself to try to hide from her!

Silly Etho. Guardians can see through walls.

Her tail lashes.

And she's the rare lucky guardian that can dig through them, too!

She throws the wooden sword down. Now that they've done away with pretenses, it's not like she needs the thing. Then, she lunges.

#answered #theshadiertwin #ask game #prompt ficlet #hermitcraft #a bee fic #geminitay #WHY WOULD YOU GIVE HER MINING FATIGUE POWERS HUH SHE'S ALREADY SCARY ENOUGH #cannibalism #(mostly implied and kind of joking) #(etho reallky does have a recurring problem with this. cnvx season five. the sock puppet alien. this.)

[toytulini]

Everyone stop youre drinking the battery acid spaghetti all wrong. the correct receptacle is a

Chalice

#undescribed #toy pic post #gifs #battery acid spaghetti #sue me for not using a real energy drink but they all taste bad anyway so fuck off lol #anyway this is mostly a joke but also i do think the wider cup did improve the vibe #im on my potion shit now #but this is all im having for tonight. i need to go to bed and i would like to avoid Scary Drug Interactions with my nighttime eepy meds #the chalice is from #one eleven pottery #baja blast #anyway. Do Do This👍 #go wild. drink it from a chalice this is the way #this is my vision #clown beverage

[dungeon-head]

Hero and scary have so much in common!

#scary will steal your girl #as much as I like scary x Erica it’s never going to be conon #might as well put hero x scary in the race #mostly a joke #mostly….. #dungeons and daddies #dndads s2 #dndads #fanart #hero oak #scary marlowe #lesbians

[madarasgirl]

Without You

Friends…I am a Mrs. now! The wedding stuff turned my head to goo...feeling very romantic (but also horny). Sorry for the sappiness in this story, which I baked on/off over the past month. This Alucard is pretty soft with his Reader until he wants to troll.

With how important a concept virginity is in the world of Hellsing, I was surprised by the lack of virginity loss fics, especially with a partner Alucard actually cares for. So I wrote one. Your decision was made. You will not forsake your humanity in exchange for an eternity with your vampire King. On the night he was to take your virginity, there will be no going back.

“Eternity is a long time, little one.” Tags/warnings: 18+ NSFW, Alucard (Ultimate) x Fem!Reader, Vladcard x Reader, Riocard x Reader. Romance, angst/comfort, emotional sex, loss of virginity, vaginal sex, creampie, oral sex, sex marathon, slight bondage & BDSM, partial mind control, anal, snowballing (?), tiny bit of predator/prey (Alu can’t help that side of himself), AFTERCARE, Alucard uses his abilities... Words: 10441

Tumblr won't let me post the full fic even though I've seen longer fics here before. So here's the link.

An excerpt is below the cut.

Dracula was crying. It felt as though he murdered you metaphorically even if you were still living, which was foolish because the sex only solidified the fact you will never turn into a ghastly vampiric monster like him. Yet the act also represented the end of something. The dream that you might always be together. Bloody tears stained his face and the silky sheets. He held you close, squeezing you into the soft mattress as he wept silently, unwilling to let you physically part from him.

You understood. Your arms found their way around his broad back and caressed soothingly in an oval track. Salty tears fell down your cheeks as you mourned with him –you mourned the fact you won’t always be there for him.

Sir Integra gave her blessing to your relationship with her servant years ago, instructing you to take care of him because he was little more than a sobbing child. Her words were nonsensical at the time. This creature of mass destruction, a sobbing child? She had been right all along.

You kept rubbing his back while you peppered his head with light kisses. You were lost in the intimacy of the moment, but when you came to, the vampire in your arms was Alucard again, peering at you lazily like he wasn’t vulnerable just now. This was the form in which you met. You loved him as the King, but also like this. You loved him in all his forms. You pet his sinfully alluring face as he purred and leaned into your touch. He loved to be touched. 

He was so beautiful it just wasn't fair. His stunning appearance and cryptic mannerisms used to fluster the heck out of you. Fortunately, after many years together, you managed to better compose yourself in his presence. Until the next time he discovered another way to pester you, as Alucard does.

The Cheshire grin told you he heard your thoughts. “I’m not reading your mind, sweet, you are telling me.” He looked too pleased with himself. You exhaled. Nothing was fair to begin with when it came to this immortal being. “Come love, join me in the bath,” you told him, making to get up from the tear-stained bedsheets when you were swept off your feet and into lean arms several feet off the ground. “Alu, I can still walk!” You laughed at his overprotectiveness.

A sound at the back of his throat reverberated as he silently drew the bath and poured in scents and products, never letting you out of his grasp while he waited for the tub to fill with steamy water. “We will rectify that by the time I am through with you.” He finally replied, lowering both of you into the water, a devious grin painting his lips.

The bubbly water level reached your shoulders. You wriggled against a toned, lanky body to get comfortable, ignoring the boner poking your rear as you enjoyed the bath with Alucard. His head was thrown back against the tiles as he felt you shift around, your vampire the image of relaxation and contentment, his long limbs hanging awkwardly outside the tub. You sighed and leaned against him, the soothing water jets the only sound in the room.

He washed you, sweat and fluids sliding off your body with each swipe of his hands. "My Queen. My love...I will protect you. Always." His voice was low, eyes lidded and rippling with intent as he scented your rising arousal.

He buried his long nose in the crook of your throat and crooned, the elixir of your blood that raced under the skin ravishing his senses. He had been obsessed with your neck since the night you met. How he loved to lick, nuzzle, and sniff your throat. Running dexterous fingers down your waist, he found slick vertical lips once more.

The vampire made his infamous landshark smile from behind you, two rows of pointy teeth glinting in the soft light of the bathroom. He lapped at the side of your jugular, a low moan sounding deep from his chest as he teased, “So tempting, love.”

You snickered, head tilting over as if to invite him in, daring him to bite as you held his head and pushed his mouth against your throat. His teeth ached with the compulsion to drink, your intoxicatingly heady aromas tickling his bestial nature…

His fangs descended, his cock twitched. Alucard growled, huffing and finally ripping away from the urge to sink fangs into your vein. “A dangerous game you play, little one.”

#alucard x you #alucard x reader #hellsing alucard #alucard smut #alucard fanfiction #hellsing fandom #vladcard #riocard #post-30 year interval #alucard #alucard hellsing #hellsing ultimate #a bit of fluff but mostly heavy smut and some angst #yes I think Riocard is kind of scary