#hellisng alucard

[artnijna]

I don't care if it's yuletide times, Alucard nails!!!

[crepe-of-wrath]

"Benefits Package" (Alucard x Fem Reader)

I kind of like this general concept for a x Reader, so it's likely that I'll write loosely-connected vignettes that revolve around it as the mood takes me. This is more teaser than anything, but is still rated for 18+.

As far as jobs with the Hellsing Organization went, yours was pretty normal. You were Sir Integra's private secretary, and you performed your duties in the same tradition of Lady Stanhope, Miss Layton, and countless others. The hours were long, but the people were interesting (to put it mildly), and Sir Integra was everything one could hope for in an employer: she took your expertise as an article of faith and was consistently occupied, allowing you to operate at your discretion.

Even the wages, benefits, and perks were good. Better than even you knew, as you found out one evening...

The Hellsing Organization was a laboratory of sorts, as there were always various prototype technological toys floating about, but you still preferred to keep old-fashioned back-ups of important records. Finishing these records often kept you quite late, and tonight was no exception.

It was after midnight when you stepped into a darkened hallway and turned back toward your door to turn the lock. Before you could turn and face the darkness, a hand materialized from behind you, clamping over your mouth and absorbing your scream.

"Shhhh, little human."

You didn't need to see to know it was Alucard. Your body did not relax, but your tension was quickly morphing from the tension of fear to the tension of arousal.

"Alucard," you spoke into his glove. It felt oddly fuzzy--or was that your head?

He dragged his fingers away slowly, running them down your neck, murmuring in approval as you reclined your head back, giving him more room to slowly wander. By the time the last of his fingers had traced your collarbone (alas, only through suit jacket, curse the wretched thing!), you had to actually take a second to make sure you were still breathing.

You turned to face him, and somehow managed to ask, "Do you require my services, sir?"

Polite. Formal. Dutiful. Stoic. Your ancestors would be proud.

He laughed and used his long arms to pull you into his chest. You gasped in a way that would not make your ancestors proud.

"I do not. But our Master is convinced you need mine."

Panic seized you again--Sir Integra wanted you drained?

Alucard let out a hearty laugh--his red eyes were twinkling, which was not a visual you would have though possible--and then leaned down to whisper in your ear:

"Not drained, little human. Filled."

It took you half a heartbeat to get it.

He tilted your chin up so you were looking into his eyes. "Master worries that the long hours you devote to her service leave you...lonely. "

You didn't know if you were blushing because of, you know, this, or because you had apparently not been as circumspect around Sir Integra as you had hoped when it came to the topic of her most handsome servant. Your breathing got shaky again. His other hand--his huge, powerful hand--was rubbing and lightly pinching everywhere. Your impulse to decorum yielded its control, and you leaned in, resting more of your weight against him.

"Goodness," said Alucard (so low and so deep!), "our Master is so wise and observant, as always. You are lonely."

He swept you up into his arms and carried you through the corridors until you reached the guest wing.

"My master suggested this wing would be quiet and discreet," Alucard said as he swung open the door and turned on a rather dim lamp. The room had seemed large at first, but Alucard had crossed over to the bed like it was nothing, depositing you gently so that he could get to the work of--oh God--removing his coat, and his jacket, and his tie, and...

You looked down and your hands seemed to have taken on a will of their own, as you didn't remember consciously deciding to remove the suit jacket, but there it was next to you. That just left your sheath and its notoriously difficult zipper.

You tried to maneuver your arms into position without alerting Alucard to your undignified situation, but no luck. One of his hands closed around your wrist, and he pulled you toward him. As you tried to steady yourself, your hand landed on the bare part of his chest exposed by his partially unbuttoned shirt.

"I'm sorry!" you exclaimed.

He chuckled and pulled you so tight--you writhed a bit but could not move. That sent a jolt through your body that did not escape Alucard's notice. There was a powerful yank and the telltale sound of fabric tearing. Cool air hit your shoulders and back as the now-tattered dress fell around your feet.

Alucard backed you toward the bed and pressed you into the mattress, climbing on top of you, caging you in his arms.

He leaned down as though he was going to kiss you, but stopped just short. His smile was toothy and terrifying, yes, but also oddly endearing. "How lovely, little human."

Then, almost too low for you to hear, "My Master is too good to me."

You were fairly certain your breathing had stopped yet again. Was it possible for pleasure to actually kill someone? As Alucard shifted so his mouth could settle on the softness of your breast, you realized you were about to find out.

[flanexism-draws]

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[thirstyforlulu]

Hello, youre writing and tumblr never disappoint in marking me feel better I thought.. could I ask for some support or anything actually from Hellisng (Alu especially)? My dear cat died on my hands recently and I cannot deal with pain.. my heart is Absolutely broken and I cannot stop crying. ( I have support in my family and two other cats but ... I miss him soo much and feel like a terrible cat mother (even if it’s not my fault I blame myself) ... sorry for my rambling ... and thank you

Everyone would be supportive of you

They understand that pets are special, and this one especially was

They do their best to make sure they give you your space if you need it, but they all end up by your side

It’s impossible to avoid, Seras is the first to crack

She couldn’t bear the thought of you sitting there depressed and all alone

Integra was next, then Walter, then Alucard

They all care for you in different ways

Seras is much more physically affectionate, wanting to hug you until you feel better

Integra wants to talk it out with you, holding your hand as you run through your emotions

Walter is more service oriented, bringing you yummy snacks and drinks to help you calm down, and if you open up to him about it that’s perfect

Alucard is the quiet supportive type, sitting with you and just being there if you need him

Whatever you want, they’ll make it happen

If you want a painting of your pet, they’ll get the finest artist they can think of

Integra has an inheritance to play with after all

Don’t worry, they’ll make you feel better in no time

[godhatedarc-blog]

49.

What is something that your character has nightmares about? Are these frequent? Do they heavily affect your character’s mood?

not many know of alucard’s past , or what he had gone through as VLAD or even ALUCARD . he gets frequent nightmares of being defeated by HELLISNG along with the experiments that followed right after . he even has nightmares of what has occured to him when he was younger . overall , he becomes much more tense / aggressive . if questioned , he does get unruly && either kill whomever asked or simply ignore the question in general .