#hellsing enemy ask

[nuclearforest]

Hellsing fight assignment: OC edition, please?

Genderqueer ex-drifter who spent 3 years living out of a van with her dog, has worked jobs ranging from diner cook to managing a storage facility; now raises and trains herding dogs. Heavy smoker with several tattoos, style is best described as grunge, general aura is best described as 'if a Denny's suddenly manifested a human form.' Very possibly a werewolf, possibly a devotee or chosen of primal forest deities, definitely isn't human. Very taciturn, dismissive and short-tempered, quick to throw a punch or hit with the nearest heavy item.

My kneejerk reaction at "very possibly a werewolf" was Hans can't have a rival furry and that really set the tone for all of this. Thanks for the ask, I hope you get a giggle out of it.

So your OC has lived the kind of free life that Hans has always kind of envied. While she's gone and traveled and seen the world, he had enrolled in the military and now works for an asshole and hates his life. So needless to say, when he gets to know her as a neighbor in a remote small town where gossip travels quickly (where else would she train herding dogs and he work recruitment for a doomsday prep cult?) he's a jealous boy. Also always smelling of smoke and being unwilling to take any shit, he may or may not have tried to throw hands at a local bar and taken a chair to the face.

No, his pride will never recover from that broken nose.

#hellsing enemy ask #thanks for the ask! i do hope you enjoy #your oc also sounds like a riot

[cry-ptidd]

Where was Laura during the Millennium invasion of Britain? Was she defending the Manor with Seras and the Geese? Did she go off to the front lines in the inner city? How did she survive, assuming she did?

During the Millenium attack, she was alongside Integra in London. It would make more sense for her to stay at the manor against Zorin… but we gotta let little Seras grow and learn. I would still love to make those two fight. Letting the older sister teach the youngsters about how real monsters deal with shit.

On the front lines though? She’s just ecstatic to be there. An all-you-can-eat buffet with her beloved master, and the only people that can hurt her are fighting her enemies ? She’s so ready to go apeshit. She’s tearing down everyone her master orders like chew toys and decimating anything in her path. She’s never felt so full before, and it’s been decades since she went full berserk.

She may have some trouble when Iscariot catches up with them; but that’s nothing a little of Integra’s charisma can’t fix.

Laura survives the battles. She’s way too stubborn and hateful to let some clergymen and nazi vampire wannabes kill her, let alone their superiors. Not even silver could stop her this time. How did she survive ? By being so destructive you can’t focus on anything else, and when you do, it’s probably too late. She doesn’t care for any obstacle and is ready to crush anything and anyone that might be a nuisance.

And to be very self-indulgent i would love for her to fight Hans… a dog fight. Laura has this very useful ability that makes her skin basically impenetrable if not for silver, so that accompanied by her top-notch regeneration and ungodly pain tolerance makes her an extremely dangerous foe.

She takes care of Integra and Seras in her new form post-war. (also she still doesn’t like Pip.) She might hold out for Alucard to return, and when he does she tries very hard to hide her relief.

That said i have a little comic im working on about Laura during the London attack, and i’m just dying to share it because it gives out an extremely important detail about Laura.

#laura chastel #hellsing #hellsing asks #sir integra #i don’t care if she’s op #hirano shouldn’t have given his monsters so much power #she’s so enjoyable to see commit war crimes #she dont care if you’re an enemy or a civilian you’re going down the pipe #ill try to write smth about her abilities too. she’s really out there

[marias-wonderland]

Imagine seras reaction to storm troopers vampires keep missing every single shot even if they were right at her face and still miss would she kill them or just train them to be better

Muahahahahaha, yessss!! It would be something out of "abridged" level of comedy if I'm being honest!

Those vampire zombies were completely brainless in terms of following a well constructed plan of invating a foreign territory. They just knew how to shoot and bite stuff.

At first Seras would not believe at their uselessness, thinking that it must be a distraction from something far more dangerous (perhaps she took after her "master", this disatisfaction from a mediocre battle)

Once she would realize that "no, they are just awful at combat", she would think of training them because "at this point, this is an insult to our abilities"

But Alucard would shoot a bullet through their skulls in no time, laughing like a mad dog.

"Hey, u gonna kill the rest of them" type of thing

#my asks #thanks for asking! #hellsing #hellsing ultimate #seras victoria #alucard #alucard hellsing #poor gal #having to fight off some rather useless enemies #now she understands her mentor!

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Hello can i ask for a hcs artoria lancer with male or gn reader who haves alucard from hellsing powers? Also the reader was randomly transported to the fate universe from their own universe and everyone just thought the reader was a spirit who have amnesia and have made up a new identity from somewhere

Let me just say that I had a blast and a half while writing this.

NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!

A one in one hundred septillion chance brought you to Chaldea.

A flare of the ley line at the exact right moment allowed you to incarnate in this world.

And it was an event like no other.

Shadows grew long, the air dropped to the point where the world outside of the arctic base would be a boiling hot summer day, and the summoning circle flared black and red.

Then you appeared from the circle, dazed, lost, confused, barely able to speak, barely able to comprehend the world around you.

Guda and the others did their best to help you in the moment, but the storm of chaos that is Chaldea quickly brought their attention elsewhere.

That being said, Guda did assign someone to keep an eye on you.

Artoria Pendragon Lancer.

A regal woman with enchanting beauty and power to match it.

She was a kind woman, if a tad awkward and a bit of a glutton.

And something about her… called to you.

Like a breeze on a day where the weather is just right as you lay in the shade of a great tree.

Comforting, calming, gentle, kind, and wonderful.

These are all words you would use to describe Artoria.

She was all of those and more.

And so, as soon as you were stable enough, you were instantly at her side whenever she called for you.

It also helped that Da Vinci was all too happy to let you test run her weapons.

So the two of you would always be sent together.

Her lance to close the distance and destroy the enemy, your guns to cover her approach with ammunition that no mortal human could ever hope to use.

Over time the two of you grew close.

Closer than guardian and protectorate.

Closer than comrades..

Closer than friends.

The two of you became lovers.

And despite how little you knew of yourself, you were happy.

But then, on one fateful day, everything came crashing down.

You never once had used your Noble Phantasm in service of Chaldea, not because you couldn’t use it, but because you were afraid of it.

Of what it could mean for this life you had made.

Of what it could mean for the family you had in Chaldea.

It terrified you, but as all of Chaldea faced down the last of demon pillars, you knew what must be done.

And so, you told your master to do it, to use their command seal on you.

And as the command seal activated, darkness surrounded you, engulfing you. In all honesty, it would be more accurate to say, the darkness was emanating from you and swallowing the world around it whole like a ravenous hound.

Bugs, arachnids, gaping maws with dozens of sharp teeth, these and a hundred more horrible things made up your form and the swirling aether around you. A massive pitch black hound, lounged behind you, the closest thing Artoria had ever seen to human cruelty in the face of an animal in her entire life carved onto its face.

You raised your hand, the back of it pointing forward towards the massive creature as a burning flame ignited upon it to make a seal, and the world around you ignited in turn.

“You asked for my name once, and now, I will finally be able to answer you…” you stated before trailing off.

Then, an infinite number of eyes opened upon your body, upon the darkness, upon the shadows, upon every single dark place for a thousand miles as you spoke once more as all who bore witness to what was happening felt ice flood their veins.

In that moment, a universal truth was revealed to them all.

A glimpse into the realm of God.

The infinite sea at the heart of the world.

The Womb Of Creation.

In that moment, all who bore witness to this knew one thing.

You could not be allowed to begin speaking, much less finish what you were saying.

Alas, no one could make any semblance of a move to stop you, that is the power you commanded in this moment as everything became clear with each word you spoke.

“In the sea without lees, Standeth the bird of Hermes, Eating his wings variable, And maketh himself yet full stable, When all his feathers be from him gone, He standeth still here as a stone, Here is now both white and red, And all so the stone to quicken the dead, All and some without fable, Both hard and soft and malleable, Understand now well and right, And thank you God of this sight, The bird of Hermes is my name, and so I am found eating my wings to make me tame.”

You were not a saber nor archer, lancer nor caster, assassin nor rider nor berserker, nor were you a pretender or avenger or ruler.

You were a Foreigner, an existence that is completely incompatible with reality.

And You?

You.

Did.

Not.

Care.

The only thing that you cared about was this.

A single blemish upon her could not be allowed, you refused to even entertain the thought.

She was the king, she was the one whom you loved and was loved by in turn, she was the one who had put her trust in you.

No, if even a single scratch was to befall her…

Millions of cruel and sickening punishments shot through your mind like a swarm of locusts blotting out the sky to devour the crops in the field below.

Something like that could simply not be allowed.

The black aether that comprised your body opened its eyes.

And then all hell broke loose.

By the time the flames died, the dust settled, and the screams subsided, nothing remained on the battlefield aside from you and the soldiers of Chaldea.

After this, you would only stand in Artoria’s presence to slaughter her enemies with brutality that was unmatched.

You haunted the edges of her vision, her shadows, her every move.

And it broke her heart.

She wanted to laugh with you again.

To eat with you again.

To be merry with you again.

That was her one wish.

And eventually, after many nights of gazing into the shadows of her room, after many nights of silent prayers, you answered her call.

Because it broke your heart to be away from her as well.

You wanted to laugh with her again.

To eat with her again.

To be merry with her again.

That was your one wish.

A wish that, as “The Bird Of Hermes” was forever out of your grasp.

Even now, you were only running on sheer willpower to keep yourself tied to this world.

Your return to the world you come from was inevitable.

Or, that is what you thought.

But Chaldea doesn’t let one of its own go that easily.

They all fought tooth and nail to keep you around.

And they succeeded.

So then you and Artoria returned to the same way it was before.

The Master Of The Holy Lance and The Bird Of Hermes

Steel and gunsmoke.

Light and dark.

Laughing with each other.

Eating with each other.

Being merry with each other.

And loving one another.

#artoria pendragon x reader #artoria pendragon #artoria lancer #fate grand order x reader #fgo fate grand order #fate x reader #fate #fate go

[zyuu-fusil]

Hellsing OC: Eshika Cheema

(Commission by @.爱嘟生活馆 on Bilibili)

A brief introduction of my OC's early life, including her relationship with Walter, though I haven't decided the ending for her.

The format referred to the Hellsing fandom wiki. Thanks to the contributors!

I'm not a native English speaker, so feel free to point out my mistakes here ; )

Early Life

Eshika was born in India in 1944, her parents both serving Mrs. Hellsing's family for long. When Mrs. Hellsing got married with Arthur, young Eshika moved to England with her, and settled in the Hellsing's maison.

When they just arrived, servants in the house often gossiped about the two outsiders behind their backs. The girl, loyal to her hostess, confronted them every time she heard it. Once an argument intensified, and Eshika had to stand against several maids alone. Walter, having just finished his job, returned and called off the farce.

"Why do they respect you, but don't respect us?" said the girl, as she sat on the stairs and watched the young man light a cigarette. "In this house, you have to win respect for yourself," answered Walter. "Then... may I become someone like you?" Walter paused; for the very first time, he looked into the foreign girl's eyes, moist and stubborn. She was outnumbered by enemies but never flinched, for something she wanted to protect... With his heartstring pulled a little, the young butler exhaled smoke and smiled. "Yes, you may."

Later on, Eshika took the training of the Hellsing Organization to become a vampire hunter.

Before the Events of HELLSING

As the Millennium's first recession, Arthur decided to seal Alucard. Walter and Eshika focused more on the internal affairs of Hellsing family, rather than hunting down vampires.

Shortly after giving birth to Integra, Mrs. Hellsing passed away. On her deathbed did she ask Eshika to take care of her daughter. The housekeeper promised to protect Integra with her own life. Then she became Integra's nanny, took care of her in her everyday life, and taught her specific knowledge, like alchemy.

In 1989, Arthur passed away, and entrusted 12-year-old Integra with the Hellsing Organization. Sir Irons suspected his brother Richard would harm Integra and warned Walter in advance, but Walter had already become a secret spy for the Millennium. Instead of stopping Richard, he brought Eshika away from the maison in the excuse of a "date". As a result, Integra released Alucard to save herself. Eshika was guilty to expose the young lady to danger, against her promise to the late hostess. Although she didn't get suspicious of Walter, the incident made their relation unable to go beyond fellowship.

Later on, Walter and Eshika, as the maison's butler and housekeeper, helped Integra run the Hellsing Organization, until the Millennium made its comeback...

TBC.

#OC: Eshika Cheema #Canon X OC #Self ship #Hellsing #OC #Hellsing OC

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

Hiya, mun! Can i ask for some angst for Alucard regarding his nightmares and how he deals with them and how he'd react to his darling being there for him when it happens?

We love angst and fluff in this household. CW: Nightmare, Gore and Death mentioned

Nightmares are sadly a very common thing for Alucard and has been for many years

It’s something that for the most part he’s gotten use to and unless its a more realistic one he tends to just shrug it off after it happens 

A new development in his nightmares began once you came into his life and with it came a fear he hasn't felt in a long time

His nightmares change almost every time but they always follow the same pattern parts of his memories replay alongside things his worst fears both old and new 

One’s he’s killed and maimed still hunting him after years past or the times in which he was forced to be the monster everyone called him they come and go in many forms 

Newer ones however involve you and the hellsing organization though it's not something he plans to say he cares for Seras and Integra so the thought of losing them does hurt after all this time

Then there's you his little rabbit, his darling lover someone who became the most important person to him so easily the nightmares of you are some of the strongest 

It could be almost anything you being taken away your death at both the hands of his enemies and by his own doing but one of the worst and the one you first see is one of you leaving him

Comforting him for a nightmare is a hard balance other then the first night anytime he has one should be handled with a bit more care

Call out to him first show him you're there and that you want to help but understand he might not want that help

Sometime the best way to give him comfort is to just give him space the nightmare of his life from years ago make him want to be alone but other times he just needs you so ask

When he’s with you it feels less suffocating and the feeling of love you give him so happily leaves him breathless

No matter what though whether he leaves or seeks you out after a nightmare you will always be a way he grounds himself afterwards and he’ll always be happy to know you’re there for him

It seemed like any normal day at the Hellsing manor and yet for once that was off putting nothing had happened yet you seems so worried “ Alucard can we talk” “ Of course darling is something wrong” Why did you look so scared what happened “ I want to break up, I want to leave I can't do this anymore” What…No no why now what went wrong “ Why my dear” Don't call me that! I can't deal with this anymore. I can't pretend you aren't a monster anymore!’ 

So that was it. That's how it ends. You finally saw what he was and just couldn't handle it. He knew it would happen one day but what changed. Still he can't, he won't stop you so instead he just watches you go knowing he’ll never get you back. He wakes with a jolt sitting up and taking a deep breath the moon is out and you lay beside him arms wrapped around his waist 

He doesn't notice it but he’s shaking and those slight trembles wake you “ Alucard what's wrong” Your voice is so soft right now “ It’s nothing my love but I need to get up now” When he starts to move you can see his face his lips are curved down his eyes seem glassy and he’s still trembling so you sit up and pull him against your chest petting his hair and whispering soft words of comfort until he stops shaking some and from there he doesn't feel the need to hide that fear

And done! I hope you enjoyed thank you for reading and requesting my update will be out tomorrow so please keep an eye out for it! I am really excited as my next ask is for Dandelion wishes brought to you! ~ Lilly

#reader x #reader imagine #x reader #reader insert #hellsing imagines #hellsing x reader #alucard imagine #alucard x reader

[maybecrot]

Since the Hellsing fandom is more active on here, and I love to see other people's OCs.. (all of you are creative with your OCs, which is *chef's kiss*)

I'd love to introduce my own OC!

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Basic info:

Her name is Carmen Marquez. She was born on August 5th in Oaxaca, Mexico. Her name is Herbew and Latin origin, and it means "song, truthful, and poetry." As for her surname, it means "son of Marcos or Marcus."

She is 23 years old. Carmen is the oldest out of her family. (May or may not have the burden of being the "perfect golden child")

She works for Iscariot, and her main (and only) friends are Heinkel and Yumiko.

Carmen has no opinion on Enrico. She doesn't necessarily like him but doesn't hate him, either.

As for her opinion on Anderson, she views him as a second father figure in her life.

She is 5'6", thus making her a centimeter taller than some people. For some reason, she gets a bit insecure of her height sometimes. Carmen either feels she's too tall or too short to others.

She speaks Spanish and English fluently.

Her zodiac sign is Leo. (It's not really important, but I decided to add this in there if anyone's curious)

Carmen is pansexual. She doesn't care what anyone looks. If they're hot, then she finds that person hot. Expect, she won't ever admit that.

Weapons & Powers:

She has two main weapons. One is a rapier and a silver ring with an aquamarine crystal that can turn into a whip.

When her ring turns into its whip form, light blue colored lighting emits from it.

She wears her ring on her right index finger.

Ángel's Suerte (rapier) was given to her by the Iscariots, and Heavenly Twist (ring/whip) is her family's heirloom that is passed down from generation to generation; Carmen was gifted this ring by her father.

Both weapons are required for Carmen to tap into her spiritual prowess. She can create magical glyphs for Ángel's Suerte. As for Heavenly Twist, she will use it if under grim circumstances or if there are few enemies in her path.

Heavenly Twist is used to strike enemies with powerful lashes, depending on how poweful Carmen wants these attacks to be. The enemies are rendered immobile as the electricity will spread out throughout said enemies.

Appearance:

Carmen has long, wavy dark brown hair, which she keeps it in a braid.

Her eye color is amethyst (or purple, whichever term you prefer to use!)

She has small yet noticeable freckles everywhere on her body. They're more on her face, collarbone, and shoulders.

Carmen does wear the standard Catholic nun uniform like Yumiko. Only if she's sent to missions. Otherwise, she prefers to be in her regular attire. This consists of anything beige (her favorite color), usually dresses, skirts, and tops. Her clothing is inspired by her culture in a more modern style.

She likes to wear earrings. Especially her golden cross earrings! Anything with crosses or pearls will catch her attention.

Personality:

Carmen is a considerate and generous woman. She cares about the people around her, being rather sympathetic. Whenever she had free time, she would play with the children at the orphanage or write and send letters to her family. Though, she does have her flaws. If someone confronts her about something, Carmen is harsh, a *bit* short-tempered, and passive-aggressive. She's fiercely protective when it comes to her family or anyone with whom she has a close bond. Upon meeting strangers, she tends to be polite and quiet. She will only speak when she's spoken to.

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I would add her backstory here, but I'm holding that back unless anyone asks. Then I'll make a separate post about it!

Feel free to ask questions about her! I love to take every opportunity to gush about Carmen because I only gush about her to one of my friends ahsh

Here's a drawing of Carmen I did two days ago!

(The quality looks terrible, in my opinion, but let's overlook that. When it comes to designing my OCs, I tend to play around with Picrew and try out different makers to see which one would fit my OCs the best.)

That's what I did with Carmen! I thought this picrew maker worked perfectly with her.

The Picrew I used is called The Lady Of Hera by K_pupu!

In conclusion, feel free to ask questions about her! Also, I welcome art of her 🫶🏽

#hellsing #hellsing oc #hellsing ultimate #traditional art #traditional drawing #oc art #oc: carmen marquez #hellsing iscariot #heinkel wolfe #yumiko takagi #alexander anderson #hellsing fandom #hellsing fanart #orginal character #mexican rep #i love her #she's so pretty #maybecrot oc #enrico maxwell #maybecrot art

[daiyu-amaya]

I want to see the ideas for your favourites!! :D

I have so many fandoms but here are a few ideas that have been roaming in my head, some of it is headcanon stuff but a few bits are story ideas. It's a bit long so it is all below the line lol

HEADCANON

Hellsing Ultimate: Alucard loves being in crowds of people and loves the glitter and glam of parties. He likes looking good and seducing others even if he doesn't actually do anything with them.

Yu Yu Hakusho: 1) Hiei will never admit not even on his deathbed that he likes Kuwabara's cats or in fact Kuwabara himself. Unless I'm writing Hiei/Kuwabara and then it's just the cats 🤣

2) Kurama and Yusuke have unresolved sexual tension, but won't ever say anything as long as Keiko is alive or dating Yusuke. 3) It takes Kuwabara way too long to figure out that Shizuru and Botan have a relationship, and Hiei asks him how he could be so blind? 4) If Yusuke and Keiko split she starts to date Yukina I will go down with this ship and the live-action 100% teased me about it.

Danny Phantom: 1) Danny and Tucker secretly like Justin Bieber, They won't tell Sam because Sam thinks Bieber is dumb (As a metal head I agree with Sam 🤣) Though she does like some of their other musical tastes whatever those might be. 2) Vlad likes "Tennessee Whiskey" by Chris Stapleton, and various jazz bands. 3) Jack is a rock n' roll kind of guy and Maddie is a big fan of hyperpop for some reason lol

STORY IDEA (Bits and Bobs)

Hellsing: Alucard attempts to Woo Enrico Maxwell as they have a strange sexual tension and Maxwell isn't nearly as straight as Alucard thought the man was. (The Blood Auctions subplot)

Yu Yu Hakusho: Hiei gets turned into a girl because of magic wagic and Kuwabara already attracted to Male Hiei is absolutely besotted. Which Hiei is annoyed by this because he doesn't want to be treated any different while they figure out how to change him back.

Little does he know that Kuwabara isn't just attracted to his girl form and when Kuwabara blurts it out Hiei is shocked. Kurama likens it to a boy pulling on a girl's pigtails. Which Keiko makes fun of Yusuke for because he did the same thing with her for a long time.

Danny Phantom: Danny gets pulled into an alternate timeline (DC) and finds out that while he doesn't exist In this world His family and Vlad do. Vlad is human in this world and isn't nearly obsessed with Maddie to the point he leads a normal life rather than being a stalker. He's been married at least three times and has two kids (basically Dani and Dan), and Maddie and Jack had Jazz but no Danny.

Super Mario Bros: Luigi has a bit of a problem, two enemies are flirting to high hell with him and Mario is completely making fun of him for it. A truce between the Dark Lands and the Mushroom Kingdom had already been worked out so Bowser was over more often and not to attack them. Peach finds it hilarious once she realizes that Bowser is very obviously flirting with Luigi. Even more so when King Boo at Bowser's behest to sign the treaty also flirts heavily with Luigi. Both want the man's attention and Luigi Poor bastard is utterly freaked out. Mario is more amused than Annoyed but still yells at the guys to knock it off and leave his twin the hell alone.

Miraculous Ladybug: Marinette and Felix get trapped by a train collision in an underground tunnel trapping them and other passengers. Felix finally fed up with Marinette being utterly blind to his advances tells her he likes her. She surprises him with a confession of her own. (I started this one, but ehhh I haven't written for it in a long time)

Another one is Marinette and Gabriel starting to see each other, but in their hero/villain costumes and talking about what they want from the world. Marinette is well aware that Hawkmoth is trying to save a life and this goes on for months before Marinette accidentally finds Gabriel shifting out of Hawkmoth. Starting a fight between them, where she tries to take the Butterfly pendent from him. Both are bruised and battered-panting for breath when Gabriel basically says fuck it and pulls her to him, Kissing her at the same time he allows her to take his pendant. Marinette unsure of his intentions runs off which he allows. More than aware that a relationship between them was basically impossible but hoped she'd come back and tell him how she felt.

TMNT: A story about Mikey becoming a super awesome stealthy Soot! His skills are legendary, and he does it for his family so they have enough money and because he likes the thrill and sometimes the stuff he steals. (A subplot for my fic Pac-Man)

Isakai: Slow Life: A new one for me but I've been playing this game for months lol I want to write a fic between Sadako and Dia. Both are ghosts, Sadako for you horror movie lovers is 100% the one from the Ring franchise but if she were a lady trapped in a mirror and kind? When I first saw her I knew but had to look up to make sure they had the same name which they do lol Funny choice for a romance game but to each their own at least she is pretty in it lol

Harry Potter: Vampire Harry Potter Takes Lucius Malfoy for one hell of a ride. The original idea was for Harry to basically fall into a blood lust and snap out of it before actually killing the man and then forcing him to swear that he'd serve Harry and not Tom Riddle. In return, Harry would protect him and his family.

Star Wars: Obi-Wan as a sith is confronted by a padawan Anakin Skywalker, who was separated from his Master Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan remembers when he used to be Qui-Gon's Padawan before he was abandoned on Melida/Daan

#creative writing #writing #answering asks #sorry it took me so long to get to this! #fanfiction #my writing #asks #writblr #writers of tumblr #hellsing ultimate #yu yu hakusho #danny phantom #Isakai: Slow Life #miraculous ladybug #teenage mutant ninja turtles #the super mario bros movie #super mario bros #harry potter #star wars

[infernalodie]

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 (𝐩𝐭.𝟏) || 𝐀𝐡𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐨

“𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯“

Inspo: Noak Hellsing - Good Enough

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano x Sith!Male!reader

Summary: All those years of love lost in ash, Ahsoka thought you to be dead from your sacrifice. But with a well-placed ambush on Mustafar, she is the farthest from right.

Warnings: Angst and slight gore

Part Two

Words 2350

“How close are we to the distress signal, Rex?” Ahsoka asked, glancing at the Stormtrooper, who stood beside her.

He opened his holo map and scanned it for a moment. “Two minutes out to be exact, sir.”

Ahsoka hummed, hand grasping one of the safety handles above her as she stepped closer to the edge of the ship. Looking outwards on the lava-covered planet that could only resemble something close to hell. The hot fumes from the lava covering almost every surface of Mustafar invaded Ahsoka’s pores. Her eyes were glossy with tears from the steam that continued to fill the air. The LAAT flew low, hoping to spot whoever had set off the distress signal.

It’d appeared out of nowhere with both Obi-Wan and Anakin being just as confused as her. But the code in the coordinates led them here with the two other Jedi on a separate transport ship. From what was seen on the scans, there were battle droids near the distress signal. Which explained why they came heavily armed with as many troops as they did.

“Approaching the location,” Obi-Wan announced over the comms. “Prepare for heavy resistance-!”

He was cut off by the sudden jolt of his ship, as well as Ahsoka’s. “What was that?” Rex questioned, another jolt of the ship suddenly beginning to move to the side.

“I don’t know,” she muttered, feeling a strong pull from below. “Do you feel that Anakin?” She asked, glancing across the way to see his ship growing closer as well.

“It’s a Sith. How did they hide their presence?”

His question wasn’t able to be answered as their ships suddenly were sent flying away from one another, spinning out of control. “Mayday! Mayday, we’re going down! Everyone has to jump!” The Pilot yelled as Ahsoka glanced at Rex, giving a nod before leaping out.

The fall wasn’t as graceful as Ahsoka would like to admit. Hitting the ground and rolled on the harsh black rocks with a groan. Many other Stormtroopers jumping as well. Some are either injured or sore from the fall. But they weren’t given a chance to rest any longer as the sudden sound of blasters going off got their attention. Attack droids, Droidacas, and even a few AT-STs beginning to fire at them.

But in the middle, the centre of all those troops stood indeed a Sith. The heat rays made the hooded figure’s body shimmer with each step taken. Except, Ahsoka was focused on the immense power the sith held. Almost as strong as something being thrown right into her chest.

Her face twisted in confusion as she watched the hooded figure order some of the Droids around them towards the other ship that had crashed. She could see Anakin and Obi-Wan help defend some of the injured Stormtroopers from Droid that were closing in on their position.

Shaking herself from the heavy force that emitted from the Sith and her worry about the two other Jedi Masters, Ahsoka turned to the higher-ranking Stormtrooper. “Rex, create a defensive perimeter near the LAAT! Protect those injured and call for reinforcements!” She called out, standing to her feet and turning on her lightsabre. Quickly beginning to deflect the blaster rounds back towards the enemy. Seeing the Sith finally turn on their’s and begin to move away from the troops, a silent order to the girl to do the same.

“And what about you, sir?” Rex yelled, seeing Ahsoka begin to step away, still deflecting blasts as she kept her eye on the Sith.

“I’ll be back soon.”

The life force was strong and Ahsoka only felt smaller and smaller with each step she took toward the Sith user. She wouldn’t lie, her fight with Maul was stressful, but she never once felt this type of feeling. This genuine and unadulterated rage seemed to cut through the air and invade her mind. It was familiar. Like an old scent from years ago, it was so hard to shake that it was burned into your subconscious forever.

But right now, she couldn’t pinpoint it directly. No matter how hard she tried, the Sith continued to block her from their mind. And with the addition of the heat and the fact that the pure strength she could feel from the Sith, she couldn’t concentrate.

“Who are you?” Ahsoka questioned.

The Sith dragged the edge of the scalding blade across the crisped surface. Its gentle hum wavered as the sound of the heat cut into the rock. With each step that is taken, the cutting grew louder and sharper as Ahsoka gripped tighter around her lightsabre.

“Don’t you remember, Ahsoka?” They asked, voice distorted by the old mask they wore under the hood. “The day I was taken by Asajj. It was the more fear I had ever felt in my life.”

Ahsoka frowned, about to speak until she felt a tight grasp around her throat. Her body was lifted in the air as she suddenly was pulled towards the Sith user until she stopped short. Her face stopped right in front of theirs, able to see the red eyes vividly through the visor.

“Tell me you remember, Snips.”

Her eyes went wide, only Anakin called her that and one other person. But there was no way it could be, Y/n. She’d seen him die. She’d seen him be killed by Asajj all those years ago when she was just a young Padawan. He was the first man to believe in her when she first became Anakin’s Padawan and was also the first she befriended and grew a bigger liking to before he was killed.

But you couldn’t have survived. Not two lightsabre’s in the chest. No one could survive that.

“I sense your confusion, Padawan. Perhaps you need physical encouragement.” Ahsoka choked on open-air until she felt her body be propelled back into a large rock. The sheer for her body made with the rock created a large crack in the surface as she hit the ground with a thud.

She coughed, groaning with her eyes flickering up to you, Y/n. There was no mistaking that it was you now. Now, she could look through the smoke and see the clearing. Once an open field on Naboo, a beautiful and prosperous place she once called home when on Coruscant. Seeking the warm comfort of another in ways that the Jedi Council would deem wrong.

But now, you were the literal lava on Mustafar. This planet embodied what she could see in front of her. And seeing you shed the cloak, revealing the single shirt beneath and your arms burned from years of torturous training. Shedding the helmet, she was greeted by your shaven head with one half-burned and the other cut up from Count Dooku’s torture of when you were first captured. Your eyes had to be the most that had changed since the last time Ahsoka saw you.

They held so much love and happiness for the others around you. You were endlessly carefree with your fellow troops and even the Jedi as well. Everything about you could be seen in your eyes, but now they were a thick fog. A bright red glow to them that resembled a firewall keeping everyone outside out.

“Fear leads to anger,” you began, eyes growing darker with each second. “Anger leads to hate and hate leads to power. Do you know what I went through because of you?”

“Y/n-” Ahsoka tried, feeling her emotions from years of anguish beginning to rise to the surface. But you were determined to finally release your wrath on your old lover.

“I rotted in a cage for 15 years because of your insubordination!” Tossing your lightsabre, it spun through the air and Ahsoka quickly rolled out of the way, grabbing hers and getting to her feet. Yours coming back like a boomerang as you marched towards her. “Was I never good enough for you to be saved? Did you ever love me?!”

“I wasn’t able to do anything!” She exclaimed, blocking one of your attacks as she continued to back away. Parrying your attacks and always feeling her limbs move independently under your command. Every time she tried to swing, you would flick your finger, causing her footing to screw up. But she couldn’t stop her gaze from flickering up to those once beautiful eyes that she dreamt about in her sleep and woke up to.

Swinging her sabre, you blocked it and leaned in close. Face glowing in the light of the two sabres screaming in contact. “All this time, I believed you would save me and I would be fine.”

Ahsoka grunted upon your extra weight being placed in your lightsabre. “But now I know you and the Jedi all lie.” Breaking the guard, you watched Ahsoka stumble back as you advanced.

“I did everything I could, Y/n.” She continued to deflect and block your slashes, feeling your anger grow each second. “I loved you and I tried everything to find you.”

“You tried to find me?” You exclaimed, using the force and pulling one of her legs out from underneath her. Causing her to fall onto her back as she lifted her sabre, blocking your initial attack.

“I was cut and burned because of you! And what. Did. You. Do?!” Each word was emphasized with one heavy swing of your sabre against hers. The scalding of both heats meeting one another filled the air as Ahsoka felt her strength begin to deplete. Unable to keep up with your strength as you continued to attack down at her. “Nothing!”

With one final hit, you broke her guard and lifted her into the air. “I waited years for you to save me. I waited for your arms to hold me and for you to tell me everything was going to be fine.” Bringing her closer, Ahsoka’s tear-stained eyes stayed focused on yours. “But now I know it was a lie. Every little thing we had, was purely a lie and I hate for it.”

Sending her flying across the ground as you stood tall, unfazed by what you were doing. There was no compassion left inside you after everything she did. The hate you felt was directed towards not only her, but the two Jedi Masters continuing to fight for their lives. They were there when you “died”, but they never searched for your body. Their lack of care was shown after the first year of endless torture performed by Asajj. With the rare appearance of Duuku who helped train you in the Dark Side.

As you stood over Ahsoka, you lifted your arm. Sabre humming methodically as you inhaled deeply. Bringing your arm down, your eyes shot open with a gasp. Flickering down to your chest and seeing a large gash. The edges of the wound were a burning orange as the flesh sizzled with the inner wound was the inner workings of your body slightly exposed.

Choking on your breaths, you fell to your knees, your sabre shutting off as you looked up to see Ahsoka. Her face was stained with tears as she shut off her own sabre. Lips trembling as she stepped closer and crouched down in front of you. You inhaled short and heavy breaths, each coming out stuttered as the pain of the wound finally began to settle in.

But your mind drifted when you felt Ahsoka’s hand softly cup your cheek. Your crimson eyes flickered up to hers to find them brimming with tears. “I’m sorry,” She whispered. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me, Y/n.” Inhaling deeply and bowing her head for a moment, she looked back up at you with a shaky breath. “I’m sorry for everything I have caused you.”

A sudden sound in the sky got her attention, turning to see a Star Destroyer having already made it through the Stratosphere. Announcing the reinforcements finally having arrived. Looking back at you, Ahsoka found your eyes still staring at her.

“You are the reason Darth Galen was born.”

Ahsoka felt her eyes grow wide as she stood to her feet, backing away as she watched you force pull your helmet towards you. A small groan slipped from your lips as you tiredly slipped it over your head. A hissing sound was heard faintly as you sighed distortedly. “Darth Galen is all that remains.”

She bit her bottom lip, stepping back when you shakily got to your feet. Nearly tumbling to the ground the heavy weight of your torso. It hurt her seeing you like this. Hearing that the man she once knew was now replaced with a fouler and inhumane being. She had missed you desperately and had been willing to do anything to get you back. But this was not what she had wanted.

Letting out a sob, Ahsoka shook her head. “Then my love is truly dead.” You stumbled towards her, growling as you activated your lightsabre. Her face scrunched up in sorrow, turning her head away as she forced pushed you. Heard a loud crash as she finally turned to see your body lying within a pile of rubble, rocks over top of your body with your helmet visor still able to be seen.

With pursed lips, tears streaming down her cheeks, she picked up your lightsabre. Shaking her head as reinforcements were finally landing and helping the injured troops get onto LAATs. But her head turned back to yours, able to still see your chest gently rising and falling. “Goodbye, Darth Galen.”

She began to walk away, a LAAT landing with Rex standing at the edge waiting to help her up.

But she stopped upon hearing your yell. “Tano!” It shook the ground as you continued to be pinned under the rocks. “Face me! Kill me!”

With a heavy heart, Ahsoka ignored you, getting onto the ship and watching you as the shuttle lifted off the ground. Unable to shake away the pain felt and only able to hear your desperate yell in the distance as she flew away.

“Ahsoka!”

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[nuclearforest]

if everyone's doing it, i shall join. call me a sheep.

I'm a little man, I never have a coherent style and pick up on styles as well as have a large code-switching / parroting problem. One thing that has stayed the same is my love for nature and pretty things. I looove flowers, funny looking rocks, stuffed animals, and my favorite color is pastel purple. Despite this, I spend most of my time watching true crime docs, analog horror series, playing fps and listening to different genres of alt music.

I have a fear of things under microscopes and movie gore while being fully capable of watching real gore vids. I also hate loud noises and the color neon orange makes me upset.

On top of all of this: i like alhammybra

who would wanna catch these hands?

Don't worry about being a sheep! I'm glad to get these asks because it's fun creativity practice!

Anyway I would have to say Doc hates you. But the beanpole catches hands like the Major fits in a smartcar: not very well.

You totally hang out with Alhammybra (and yes, I'm going to have to use that from now on) and Schrodinger gravitates towards you. So of the Mill friend group that meets up for weekly horror movie/series nights, you manage to both gather the people he avoids (that Montana loves) and grate on his nerves all by yourself. Honestly he ignores you when you first join the friend group, but after the first few months when you manage to bring in a bit of cheer and fuel some of Schrodinger's antics, he starts to get annoyed.

So naturally instead of being a mature man and sitting there, biting his fingers and just ignoring it, he starts to try and get under your skin. Many attempts later he figures out microbiology talks from the lab he works in will do the trick, but then he gets mocked for being a nerd. And much to Montana's rapturous joy, Hans totally helps you break out some old school bullying techniques and y'all get into all sorts of stuff short of giving him a swirlie. Rumor has it (and this is from Schro) that Doc, who is Hans' and Montana's roommate, stole some of the big guy's favorite raunchy manga.

So in the end Doc does catch your hands, but not very well.

#hellsing enemy ask #mun rambles #bone app your teeth #hope its funny #i love the idea of hans doc and monty being a weeb trio like in the bonus panels

[diorsbrando]

sosa bean what’re you doing tonight my love !! are there any wips you’re excited about or enjoying a lil writers break this winter :3 ilu always mwah mwah

ah my frilly dilly bean has come to visit me once more <3 i was watching anime but now im listening to music while here on tumblr when i SHOULD be sleeping 😓😓 i do in fact have a handful of wips im excited about so i’m glad you asked 🫧 i need to actually clear out old wip’s i haven’t touched in a while, and those that i have admitted to myself that im probably not gonna work on anymore LMAOOO. some fics im excited about and planning :

pervert! sai ( from naruto :P)

serial killer! nanamin

a fic about trevor belmont kinda like enemies to lovers but not really? one night stands will be involved. based on 90s r&b song.

a fic about alucard and belmont!reader set right before castlevania nocturne

a fic about the other alucard from hellsing. he’s a disgruntled cynical college professor in my version <3

multi chap fic about sasuke uchiha ( mainly be on ao3 )

perhaps a lil something for a member(s) of the batman universe

neuvillette at a ball <3

so yeah !! i have things cooking but most of these ideas might turn out into longer fics that require a bit more time and effort 😣

#*☆ﾟ. destinies cross ── asks. #there are others ofc #like this one about jotaro i may write #and another based on scenes from a marriage that will either feature toji or nanamin #haven’t decided yet. might do both. #just remembered i had this one about a priest…. #wow i talk too much im so sorry #if this bores you ignore this pls

[sheepwithspecs]

Fic Writer Interview

I was tagged by @slusheeduck for this! Thank you for the tag :) I tag @lynmars79, @shivasdarknight, @risingsoleil, and @haku23 (as well as any writer mutuals who want to do it! I can't remember who all posts on Ao3 and who doesn't, lol)

How many works do you have on AO3?

66!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

733,508!

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos

Apology: my very first Coco fic, written after I returned from the theater

Week of the Full Moon: a Hellsing fic that's on semi-permanent hiatus until I rewrite it in full (why do people like this one so much?)

Coming Home: another Coco fic

Shadows: yet another Coco fic LOL

Knock Her Socks Off: the only Kill la Kill fic I ever wrote (shameless gamagōri x mako fan)

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to comments, even if it's just "thanks! glad you enjoyed it!" or something like that. Of course, if people ask me questions about the plot or make specific comments, I will always do my best to answer them (though maybe not always in a timely fashion...)

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I would say probably Paramour. Not to give too much away, but near the end Darklaw has to make a very hard choice. It's up to the reader to decide whether the choice was right/necessary or not.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I usually end up writing best case scenario fics... I think I would choose Surrender, though that might surprise some readers. I think that's the most realistic happy end that this couple would have (realistic = in terms of canon-compliance).

7. Do you write crossovers?

Does it count if you're writing for a crossover game? [Professor Layton vs. Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney] Probably not.... I'm more prone to write AUs than crossovers.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

LOL yeah.... there are a few that I can think of off the top of my head:

when I was actively writing Hellsing on ff dot net circa 2013-2015 there was this bozo who kept telling me I was going to hell for writing about this evil twisted demonic... vampire anime

comment on a fic with a clearly stated master/slave femdom tag "I tried to read this but it's too much like a degrading bdsm slave relationship!" (woah... really???)

"your ocs are really lame!" thanks so am I 👍

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

aren't there jokes about ace people writing the nastiest smut or something... yeah of course I write it! I actually struggle with it though because I'm ace so I don't really... know what people find sexy? Readers have told me "this was so hot" and I'm literally like "thanks! (was it????)" I love reading smut though so I do what any good art student does (study masters, then try to fit my own style to what I learn).

I really like gfd (gentle femdom) so my writing tends to slant in that direction... What could possibly be more sexy than a loving exchange of power? Especially if you add enemies to lovers to the mix and that exchange involves a larger-than-normal amount of trust and vulnerability > i.e. "yes we literally fight to the death every Tuesday but you're the only person I trust to have me tied up like this" No one asked but personally I think I did very well with the rewrite of All Bets are Off... every time I read it I'm just like "wow op made this so yummy"

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

If I did, I don't know it. Funny enough though someone once tried to flag me that someone stole my work... that someone was me under a different pseudonym... so I've stolen from myself!

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! I have a pretty laid-back policy; as long as you name me as the original author + give me a link to the translated work, you're allowed to translate my writing into any language.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, but I'm not sure if any escaped the Skype logs... I don't even know if they're accessible now. But I did co-write fics back in the day with friends! I'd love to do so again sometime.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Franken Stein x Marie Mjolnir from Soul Eater (For the record i also like Stein x Medusa bc I read either "I can fix him" or "I can make him worse" depending on my mood)

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Pas de Deux. It's not that I don't think I'll finish, but more that I'm not at the skill level I want to be yet so I can't bring myself to work on it.

15. What are your writing strengths?

Readers say that I'm really good with dialogue but I'm not sure... personally I can't say if it's a strength but I love when I can deep-dive into a character's emotional state and tear apart their personal fallacies while also pretending they are truths for the sake of the narrative... I hope I'm good at that.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes. I can't write fights to save my life. Also setting descriptions.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Personally I learned a lot from reading blogs like Writing with Color and Writing with Disabilities etc. about how to write non-English dialogue (or maybe a variant like ASL). I've tried to incorporate what I've learned in my writing and now I notice things, like when someone overuses foreign language or they write with a very strong accent for the character. Some things I've learned are also contextual! For example, FFXIV writers include accents in their dialogue boxes. That's why I allow Rhoswen to speak with the "ye / fer / n' / 'o" etc. in her dialogue in my fics. But for a character like Father Anderson, in my rewrites it's easier to mention he has a Scottish accent, then maybe include one or two variants in the dialogue rather than having the entire thing be nigh-unreadable.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Unpublished: A Bug's Life. I wrote a fanfic comic for my younger brother on notebook paper one day when we were kids

Published: Hellsing. I published a fanfic in 2012 with an OC main character not realizing that people thought that was cringe (but I still got a lot of positive comments for it so!!!) I started revising it in 2015 so there's an unfinished version you can read here.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

I keep saying I'm going to write for the Paper Magician series but it's genuinely so good that I don't know what I could possibly add to it.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

There's no way I can choose just one fic, so here are my top three:

The Rites of Spring: I think these two should kiss and also dance in the town square. I hope OP finishes it one day.

A Curious Attraction: The original had more words than a standard novel. I hope OP finishes it one day.

Architects of the Ashes: Zenos should not be fixed but he should be put in a sandbox sim. I hope OP finishes it one day.

#tag meme #thanks for tagging! #my writing

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

May I request some smut with the Major from Hellsing because I am a gross gremlin? Any format is cool with me. Could I ask that it involve a female!Hellsing!Darling and some heavy dubcon/noncon with a bit of mind break? Sorry if that is way too specific lol

Major/F!Darling: Valkyrie

TW: noncon, mindbreak

Integra and her pet vampires were impressive, but something about this little soldier of hers was particularly captivating. He'd first felt a spark when he'd seen ____ aiming a gun directly at him through his airship's window while her allies were occupied with the other enemies nearby. He had no idea who she was, yet she was still looking up at him from the barrel of a marvelously well-polished pistol that shined in the moonlight and fire surrounding them all. There were bodies of his soldiers all around her, each taken out with a single bullet from that same gun. She was an unnamed Valkyrie, a true angel on the battlefield that did her job with ruthless efficiency.

He'd smiled down at her while raising his wine glass to his lips, silently beckoning her to shoot. What an interesting end this would be to be taken out not by a key player like Integra, Alucard, that redheaded fledgling. But that was one of the beauties of war--despite the hierarchy of rank, experience, technology, advantages, a single unknown warrior could wind up toppling an empire with a single bullet. In a way it was the ultimate equalizer.

The moment she fired, he knew he wanted to see her again. Hellsing's firearms and human operatives really were something else; even with a distant target hundreds of feet in the air at a most unfortunate angle, she'd managed to hit her mark and strike his left eye. If The Major had been human too, that would've been the end of him. Instead he heard the incessant humming and beeping of his internals at a critical injury to his body, and felt the circuitry in his eye socket going haywire--as well as the throbbing erection in his trousers.

The Major grinned and breathed heavily as he lay on his back amongst the broken glass around him. When the Doctor and a few other soldiers helped him up to his feet, he simply brushed the shards of the window and his inner glass off of his gloves. "Meine Walküre," he chuckled. "Ah, I can't wait to see her again."

The intelligence unit had managed to scrounge up some basic information about her, but The Major knew that it meant little. He couldn't truly know her from a few classified papers, after all. That's why he'd arranged for Walter to use his position as a double agent to lure her in on an away mission and bring her to him on board the main zeppelin.

When he'd heard over the radio that she was here, he felt his heart skip a beat and was practically humming to himself as he made his way to the command room. He saw Walter holding her unconscious body, with her hands tied around her waist and her legs bound tightly together thanks to his wires. When the Major saw the fresh blood on her face, hands, and uniform, he'd smiled fondly. "How many of our men did she kill before you got to her?"

"Fifteen, if memory serves," Walter replied smoothly. "She yelled for me to cover her while she reloaded her pistol, and that was that."

The Major let out a hearty chuckle and stepped closer to brush her cheek. "You can leave her here," he decided, nodding towards the large table in the middle of the room. "Set her there, if you wouldn't mind."

Walter lowered ____ onto the table, shoving aside a few scattered papers and map markers by her head before laying her on her back. The Major looked down at her with an eager light in his eyes and placed his gloved hand over one of her wrists. "And get rid of these wires around her legs, would you? They'll just get in the way. The ones on her wrists are good enough."

Walter hesitated for just a moment before complying, untying ____ and carefully retracting his wires into the mechanisms on each of his fingers. He knew the Major was obsessed with her, but he still didn't know why. What interest could a machine obsessed with war have with one woman? Surely it wasn't just her abilities as a soldier, even if she was more than capable as a member of Hellsing.

Walter left the room to leave the two of them alone, and The Major's hands wandered up and down ____'s body. How could a warrior, a crusader and pursuer of death be so soft and inviting to the touch? He supposed that was part of what made her a Valkyrie, the epitome of femininity in his mind: terrifying power and ruthlessness, death and brutality carried out by a soft-featured beauty now at his mercy. He cupped her cheek and eagerly kissed her, moaning when the tacky blood on her face smeared his glove and his lips as he explored her sweet mouth.

Her eyes fluttered open at this sudden intrusion and weight towering over her. The last thing she remember was Walter's hand on her shoulder, a sharp blow to her neck, and then...

When she realized someone was kissing her, she immediately kicked them in the stomach; The Major stumbled back just a little despite the force of her legs, and he quickly responded by putting his hands around her throat and squeezing. She flailed wildly as her vision started to blur, choking on her own spit as she struggled to not bite or swallow her tongue as he strangled her. "It'd be best if you stopped fighting, Schatz," The Major said sweetly. "Though if you'd like to be stubborn, I can keep my hands around your pretty little neck until you go back to sleep."

____'s human instincts were screaming for her to stop struggling and survive, as opposed to risking death or being unconscious with this sick fuck looming over her (which option was worse, she wasn't quite sure). She relaxed her legs and let them fall back against the table, and The Major in turn relaxed his grip until he was simply resting his hands against her throat. "What...what do you want," she coughed. "If you want to torture me for information, I'll save us both the trouble and swallow my tongue right now."

The Major smirked and patted her cheek. "I can think of much better uses for this mouth of yours, Miss ____."

____ flinched at his touch and the suggestive tone in his voice. Was he...flirting with her? "So can I," she spat. "Tearing into your carotid artery with my teeth and watching you spew blood like a fucking geyser, for one."

He laughed and reached down to pull at the buttons on her uniform. "I think I'd enjoy that," he mused. "My little Walküre, giving me the best final kiss a man could ask for." He didn't have blood of course, and biting down on his neck there wouldn't break the armored "skin" unless she bit with the force of a bullet, but he could dream, couldn't he?

____'s heart raced and her stomach sank with dread as The Major undressed her. She didn't know what to do: try to fight him off, or let him do what he wanted and try to find an opportunity to free herself? She could only do so much with her arms bound to her sides...And if he overpowered her again, she'd be choked again and would just be violated anyway while she was unconscious.

A few tears welled in her eyes. She stared straight up at the ceiling, trying her best to let her mind wander away from what was happening. The Major quickly tore the middle of her bra and used one hand to toy with her breast while the other moved to her pants' zipper. He was panting now, eager to finally claim his Valkyrie and see just how much fun it would be to break her and tear her wings. Would she stay resilient? Would she crumble? Either way, it was bound to be wonderful. He kissed and bit a trail down from the crook of her neck to her other breast, latching onto her pert nipple while she squirmed and bit her lip to keep from crying out. She felt his hardened cock pressing against her thighs as he hastily pulled her pants down to her ankles, and then hooked a finger around the waistband of her panties.

"I didn't know lace was part of the Hellsing uniform," The Major quipped, running his gloved finger under the delicate material hiding ____'s warm cunt. He tore them off of her with one jerk of his arm and placed them into his coat's breast pocket, and raised one of his gloves to his mouth to pull it off with his teeth. The bloodstained white cloth fell to the floor, and ____ inhaled sharply when she felt The Major's bare fingers running up and down her slit; he circled his thumb around her clit and chuckled when she whimpered from his touch.

____ felt the slightest trickle of arousal at her entrance and immediately bile rose in the back of her throat. It was just stimulation--unwanted, vile stimulation. Her body didn't know that a crazy sadistic Nazi fuck was toying with her pussy. It meant nothing. But as she felt herself getting more and more wet, more and more hot as he went faster and faster, she felt disgusted with herself.

Suddenly, The Major pulled his thumb away from her clit and began to pump his middle and index finger in and out of her cunt at a fast pace. ____ screamed at the intrusion, struggling against her bonds and finally starting to sob. "Too f-fa--s-stop," she gasped, trying to push herself away from him on the table. "Stop, stop, fuck--stop!"

The Major muffled her cries with another harsh kiss, snaking his tongue inside of her mouth as she struggled against him. When he finally managed to pull away, he licked the tears on her right cheek before leaving a few quick pecks to her lips and nose. "Ahhh, you're doing so wonderfully, Schatz," he cooed. He pulled his fingers from her dripping walls and licked the arousal off of one of them, and then used his index finger to "paint" the remaining blood smears along her body with her juices. "You're everything I imagined and more."

He quickly unbuttoned his pants and shivered with anticipation as he lined his cock up with her. ____ felt the blunt fleshy head prodding her entrance and her breathing became more panicked. She tried to shut her legs and turn away, but The Major quickly grabbed her thighs and spread them apart. "No, no, no no no, don't--"

In one thrust of his hips, he knocked the air out of her lungs and sheathed himself inside of her completely. The sound of her voice being cut off, followed by the mix of a sob and a moan as he started to move his hips at a fast and brutal pace was like music to him. Now the two of them were panting together, and the heat pooling inside of ____'s core was unbearable as she started to hyperventilate. The Major refused to slow down and chased the marvelous sensation of her cunt spasming and twitching every time he reached her womb, the sight of her covered in sweat, dried blood, tears, arousal, saliva as she drooled...the wonderful noises of agony and shame and painful pleasure she was making underneath him.

"So close, Walküre," he said through gritted teeth, grinning maniacally as he fucked her faster and rougher. His nails dug into her flesh and he could tell she was so close to breaking. "Ahh, yes...yes..." He suddenly shoved her thighs forward until she was bent in half and barely able to wheeze out her moans and incomprehensible moans and sobs. "Yes, yes, YES!"

He came with a sharp grunt, his eyes rolling back a bit behind his shiny spectacles as he slammed his hips against hers and harshly fucked her through his climax. By the way she was twitching and how loudly she was wailing, it was clear she was reaching her peak as well. He was more than happy to oblige in shoving her over the edge, and after he'd completely ridden out his orgasm he leaned down to kiss her once again. Her screams as she came tasted so sweet against his tongue.

When he managed to collect his thoughts, he pulled away from her mouth and sighed happily as he nuzzled her neck. "Ah, you little minx," he murmured. "Mmm...My poor, captive Walküre. Looks like you've lost your claws for now, hm?" He smiled and gave a sickeningly sweet kiss to her tearstained cheeks as she trembled and sniffled underneath him. "That's alright. Rest, get your strength and desire to fight back. Love's a battlefield, and I'm going to conquer you over and over again."

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If y’all can’t tell I’m a slut for fine ass anime characters, but there is one in particular I would sell my soul for and he is the main point of this blog. I may write drabbles for other animes eventually, but for now feast your eyes on the chaos below.

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To Kill A Monster

Pairing: Alucard x Female Reader

Genre: Hellsing AU, Action, Dark Content, Romance, Smut, Slow Burn, Strangers to Enemies to Lovers

Tigger Warning: Blood, Gore, Kidnapping, Torture, Death, death, and more death.

Summary: After Sir Integra has passing, Seras Victoria becomes the new head of the Hellsing Organization. Life was quiet and there was no threat of vampires, until you have been discovered. You, a newly turned vampire that refuses to drink blood and has only one goal; to kill every last vampire, with no exceptions. Now it’s been brought to the Hellsing Organization attention that there is a new wave of vampires that pose a threat to the streets of London. And they need you in order to take them down. Determined to achieve your goal you have no choice but to work with the Hellsing Organization, being trained by the one and only Vampire King, Alucard.

A Stab At Love

Pairing: Sir Integra x MILF Reader

Genre: Hellsing AU, Romance, Long Lost Lovers, Rivals to Lovers, Action, Fluff, Smut

Summary: After Millennium’s take down and Alucard’s disappearance, Sir Integra- with the help of Seras- had to rebuild the Hellsing Organization. Life became rather quiet after that, so out of sheer boredom Integra became a fencing instructor. But after training many people, nobody meets her expectations. This leaves Integra with little hope for any new students entering her class, especially when her papers read that the newest sign up is a child. This child’s name brings Integra a sense of nostalgia, and she can’t figure out why. But she quickly finds out why when the child arrives at their first lesson, being accompanied by a blast from Integra’s past.

The Blood On Our Hands

Pairing: Alucard x Female Reader

Genre: Hellsing AU, fluff, smut, romance, action

Summary: Like every other American that is fresh out of med school, you’re in crippling debt. So when a British woman that goes by Sir Integra offers you a job with A LOT of benefits, you take it without hesitation. Unable to contain your excitement about getting a job so soon and having the chance to live in a different country, you tell your fellow graduates. Sharing also gives you the opportunity to see who else from your class you’ll be working with. After asking nearly everyone, you discover that nobody got offered to work at the mysterious Hellsing Organization. This is a huge red flag, but you follow through with the move to London. You have no other choice when you’re a young nurse that’s eager to work, and desperate to pay off student loans. Besides, red has always been your favorite color.

Red Ink

Pairing: Professor Alucard x Fem Reader

Genre: Hellsing AU, College AU, TeacherxStudent, Dark Content, Romance, Smut

Summary: You’re a college student by day and an exotic dancer by night, but only because you need something that pays a lot and still works with your schedule. You can manage to juggle those two things, the hardest thing to deal with is your homesickness. You expected to be nothing but miserable in college, but you quickly realize that school isn’t that bad. Your classes aren’t terrible, and you quickly discover that your favorite is advanced history, taught by Professor Tepes.

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Hello, the name's Mandee. I'm over 30 years of age yet still attempting to return to writing on this hellsite (AGAIN!) with a nice, new, and neat blog for X Drake (AGAIN!). I've written variety of canons and original characters for multiple fandoms like 'ONE PIECE' for example and general settings such as 'fantasy' / 'fantasy' au (which is my favorite genre!).

I like to chat with my mutuals, but its not a requirement.

If that's all fine--KEEP READING! /o/

Here are some rules to keep in mind: (OR JUST READ HERE.)

My mutuals have a lot more freedom than my non-mutuals, obviously. They're free to IM, Inbox ME, reply to anything of mine IC or OOC or ask for my discord (though I am not always there and can disappear for a while)!

I unfollow a blog after 2 months of inactivity for the most part, but immediately refollow if you become active again!

Don't force ships on me! I'm actually rather open to ships, but I also want rivals, enemies, and everything in between!

I mainly write in the One Piece fandom, but have dabbled in others such as GANGSTA, INUYASHA, BNHA/MHA, POKEMON, AND HELLSING.

Feel free to like (if interested) and/or reblog (to spread this around to other active roleplayers)! Thanks in advance for checking this blog out! /o/

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Alucard sat downstairs in the basement of the Hellsing complex playing Halo. He was growing increasingly frustrated at not being able to get past a checkpoint and was continuously dying. 

“Fucking hell,” He cursed, as he died once again. 

The vampire sat back and put the controller down resisting the urge to rage quit because Integra had screamed at him: “I fucking told you, that is the last controller you get! You break it and I’m not buying you another one,”

If only he were there in the Halo universe, then he wouldn’t be stuck at this damn checkpoint. Alucard suddenly stood up and rushed up the stairs phasing through the walls until…

“Police girl! Hey police girl,” Alucard yelled at Seras’s coffin. Alucard heard a large BONK from inside as she tried to sit up only to come forehead to lid with the coffin. “Get up, we’re going to another universe! Where we can fight and fuck some Aliens to death!” 

“Wha,-“ Sera began as she took the lid off the coffin only to be cut off as the floor fell from out beneath them and the two were dropped directly in front of a very confused blue team. The group of four Spartans immediately raised their weapons at the two vampires. 

“Identify yourselves,” The master chief spoke. Alucard put his hands up with a large grin plastered on his face. Damn that was one hot man surrounded by a tin can and Alucard could smell that sexy Spartan musk already. 

“I’m Alucard but you can call me the Crimson Fucker,” Alucard began taking a step forward. “And this is Seras, the police girl with big titties,” He introduced a very confused Seras who was still sitting in the coffin, blinking at the four super soldiers in front of her. Chief found his trigger finger twitching; he wasn’t entirely sure why but this lanky man in the red coat made him feel simultaneously erect and terrified. 

“Well that answers exactly nothing,” Kelly sighed, still keeping her shotgun trained on the man. “Nice boingers tho,” Kelly commented nodding towards Seras. 

“Master I don’t understand what’s going on,” Seras frantically glanced around then up at Alucard. 

“Kinky,” Fred commented. “Now what are you doing here and how the hell did you just fall into reality?” 

“I came here to massacre hordes of Covant and fuck them all to death with my gigantic vampire cock. As for the other shit ask the writer. I’m not the lazy asshole writing-,” Alucard was cut off as a round from a needler rifle tore through his temple. The vampire stumbled and then deciding to be deliberately dramatic fell to the ground. 

“Master!” Seras cried, running to Alucard’s side as a tsunami of covenant began charging toward them. And pause a little more for that perfect timing… Alucard waited, a little longer before pulling out his overly sized gun that definitely wasn’t compensating for something and blowing away the jackal that shot him. Then healing his wounds, the vampire rose up and cocked his gun using his teeth. To his dismay, Blue Team had paid no attention to him and was already tearing through the Covie hoard. 

“Lets go clap some cheeks and show those Spartans what a real fucking vampire can do,” Alucard pulled Seras to her feet. “Oh I’ve got such a fucking raging boner right now,” He added with a very twisted smile. The vampire had been watching the Spartans and he was already impressed with them. Specially the Master Chief, the man was not only a unit but he ripped through the aliens like they were nothing but tissue paper. Alucard then watched as the Chief picked up a suicide grunt and yeeted it at a hunter so hard that it caused the two to fall over before they both exploded. 

“OOooh this is going to be fun!” Alucard laughed, rushing into the horde of aliens. Similar to the game the shields were slightly annoying but solely using his hands Alucard could break them open. He decided to save his rounds for larger enemies like the hunters and focused on close quarters. Of course, he quickly turned into vampire Swiss cheese but that was nothing for a real fucking vampire. Besides grunt blood seemed to heal him twice as fast. He was aiming to cut a path to the Master Chief, Alucard’s boner was magnetizing him to Chief. 

“WORT WORT WORT!!!” An elite cried and suddenly Alucard was surrounded by elites with shaking knees. Alucard amused by it all simply stared at them with that rape face. 

“What are you going to do? Kill me?” Alucard asked, spreading his arms out. 

“WORT!” The elite in red armor screamed and they all lobbed plasma grenades at the vampire. 

“Oh wait, you can’t,” Alucard responded, with a grenade in his mouth and the rest caught in his hat. The vampire plopped the hat onto the head of the commander elite and spat the other grenade at a random elite. As he grabbed a few elites to use as a shield from the blast. The head elite frankly tried to pull the grenade hat off his head before he erupted into a blue fireball cooking Alucard’s meat shields. 

Alucard dropped the cooked elites and continued his carnage towards the Master Chief. Damn more like Master cheeks, Alucard thought staring at the Spartan’s ass. But if Alucard thought Chief’s ass was something to behold he was shocked by the plate covering his DICK. That was one hell of a plasma cannon. Alucard’s ragging boner grew three sizes that day.

Chief snapped the neck of an elite before coming face to face with a Hunter and a Brute. The Hunter brought down its shield, Chief rolled just narrowing missing being split in half. John looked up to see a gravity hammer inches from his faceplate. He was completely and entirely fucked, until he felt something dark and warm surround him. The sound of a gravity hammer impacting something was faintly heard and then whatever had surrounded him, unwrapped itself from him. The Brute was missing its head and the stump remaining was jagged. 

“You owe me one now. How about you fuck me with that massive plasma cannon?” Alucard said seductively, as he unwrapped his body from Chief. 

“You couldn’t handle me,” Chief stated, as he put a round through a grunt's head. 

“Oh, you think so? Then why don’t you try me? Right here, right now big boy,” Alucard smirked offing ten aliens in a row with his pistol for show. 

“We’re in the middle of a battle,” Chief replied, squaring up with a Hunter. Alucard felt his meaty vampire sticky dicky twitch, ah yes arguing and playing hard to get, perfect.

“So what? If we fucked, I think it would scare them even more,” Alucard sent a twisted smile at Chief. “Besides, I’m only here for fun. It would be so easy to kill off all these things,” 

“Prove it,” Chief grumbled, sticking a grenade into the Hunter’s back and leaping off its back. Alucard caught Chief with one arm and then shielded him from the blast. 

“Are you ready Spartan?” Alucard asked looking down at Chief’s faceplate with a toothy grin. Chief wasn’t entirely sure what he was agreeing to, but he nodded. Alucard’s body began dispersing onto the ground into a massive black ocean murdering any alien it came in contact with. In a matter of seconds, the only living things left on the battlefield were Fred and Linda. 

“Kelly status report,” Chief demanded, realizing she wasn’t with Fred or Linda. Kelly’s status light winked green as a chorus of moans came through TEAMCOM. 

“Don’t worry about her, she’s with the police girl getting some tiddy,” Alucard explained still holding Chief. “Now how about that Spartan-sized dick?” Alucard licked his lips and looked down at Chief. The Master Chief looked around once more to double-check check all enemies were dead. Satisfied he nodded. 

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