#hellsing captain

[madarasgirl]

A Night for Hunting Ch.27 – Retribution

CW: Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, Millennium, graphic violence, Stockholm Syndrome, shadow writing, Vladcard WC: 6455

Thank you for your patience during the long wait! I hope this chapter will be worth the wait (I really don’t want to look at the doc anymore after so many months). Special callout to the readers who checked in to make sure I was doing okay. You guys are the sweetest. Huge changes are happening in my life right now.

At this time, this fic from Ch 17 onwards is only available to members of AO3 (accounts are free), where it is posted in full. This fic is locked and guest accounts will not be able to read it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45932020/chapters/174459011

An excerpt under the cut.

Pressing the trigger was easier than expected. Your temples rushed as you loaded him with silver. Revenge was good. Cruel bastards like him deserved punishment, not the privilege of running free. Hate-filled tar stuck to your soul and stained it black.

You’d always thought of yourself as a good girl who played by the rules, but pushed beyond the brink, you were shedding your skin and learning who you really were. You weren't as virtuous as you liked to believe, although you put on a good show. You were just as capable of being moved to anger and vengeance as the next person, eager to execute the ones who wronged you. A victim of circumstance now cornered, you were willing to do what it took to survive. 

You were only human.

These war criminals brought out your most violent impulses. It felt like you finally understood Alucard’s depravity and why he indulged in the thrill of killing. You embraced the enlightenment, feeling like he was here with you. 

Your sights settled on the nook of the vermin’s throat, wondering how it would feel to sink your fingers into it. The bloodlust was an all-encompassing blanket of wonder, nourishing an itch that should have been horrifying.

You wanted the Doc next, but right now, you were unfortunately stuck with this guy. The world was too unfair. It was this world that was wrong and needed righting, beginning with the death of this maggot named ‘Jan.’

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The enemies felt the change in tides. The air went static with dread. His essence slithered and crawled, limbs stretching at peculiar angles, some wide, some thin. Bullets struck him as the fodder finally snapped out of their trance and attacked in a swarm to prevent the progression of the inevitable change. 

Energy surged through the crowd and knocked back the flurry. He smiled. The shadows gained sentience, unfolding in coils that shot out in a maze, zipping through every direction in abundance. He had a lot of land to cover. His millions of eyes opened as his familiars came forth from the murky darkness. His ghouls kept emerging, flooding the streets before climbing each other in writhing, apocalyptic waves of undead.

Acknowledged, my Master.

Plated armor clinked when he moved. He summoned a sea of stakes to put down the swarm of incoming vampires and newly arisen ghouls. Arcane power thrummed through him, a limitless capacity for combat waiting to become realized.

It had been a long time. The First Vampire clenched and unclenched his gauntlet to stretch stiff joints, turning to inspect the forest of skewered bodies. The gazes of nervous lesser vampires darted about as they tried to fend off ghouls they were unable to control. The thought of fleeing flitted through the minds of hundreds. They did not expect this sort of pain as they were ripped into and devoured. They wondered how long they might stay ‘alive’ if they were impaled instead, whether their bodies would eventually be granted the mercy of true death if his stakes didn’t go through their hearts.

Fear had a scent. It permeated the surroundings the way it did back then wherever he ventured. A nostalgic homecoming, though he felt nothing but contempt at the Nazi’s mass production of ghouls through civilian casualties. 

They would perish for good soon enough. For you, he would fight all of them, even if it meant taking on the world.

Vlad Dracula tossed the tattooed nugget on an emerging stake and lanced her clean through to display her corpse prominently. She would wither into another carcass to be picked over by vultures.

He appraised the general pandemonium before him, pondering the work there was to be done tonight.

A demon of the old world had returned to haunt the land.

~To Be Continued~

Ch. 28 - A Memory of Light

[nenetldoll]

My guilty not-so secret is I want to illustrate for gatcha games like Azur Lane.. I still need to learn a lot. After this piece, I now have a self-imposed rule to draw a maximum of 2 tanks per year.. They took half the time

[loadinghellsing]

[anysanuniverse]

German in Hellsing Ultimate

Can we please pause for a moment and appreciate the effort they've put into writing so many things in german in Hellsing Ultimate?

Most impressive example:

HAUPTQUARTIER

Zum Aussichtsraum: Durch den Kommunikationsraum durchgehen, letzte Tür auf der rechten Seite

Zum Katapult: Mit dem Aufzug am Ende des Ganges zum 1. Stock

TELEGRAPHENAPPARAT

Zum Waffenlager: Die rechte Treppe heraufgehen, dort im 4. Stock am Ende des Ganges

Zur Arztpraxis: Die rechte Treppe heruntergehen, dort im 2. Stock [über gegen]

(Okay, that last one is a little difficult to understand because I'm not quite sure what they might have meant by the last "über gegen". My first thought was that they could have meant "gegenüber"? But I can't tell you for sure. To make it easier, I will leave this word out for now.)

Translation:

(Note: I am not a native english speaker and I am sometimes very unsure what the best translation is. But I have done my best and please forgive me for any mistakes.)

HEADQUARTERS

To the viewing room: Go through the communication room, last door on the right side

To the catapult: Take the lift at the end of the corridor to the 1st floor

TELEGRAPH MACHINE

To the armoury: Go up the right staircase, there on the 4th floor at the end of the corridor

To the doctor's surgery: Go down the stairs on the right, there on the 2nd floor

Hey did not just give directions to the headquarters and the telegraph machine they even gave directions to the viewing room, the catapult, the armoury and even the doctor's surgery! And all in german. How cool is that? They did a great job!

They didn't do these extra directions in the manga, they only did that for the anime (or at least we can't read it in the manga):

Here are just a few more examples:

Major, Doktor and Captain walking through the corridor.

left: Ausgang (Exit), right: Eingang (Entrance)

Not(fall)ausgang (emergency exit)

Kommandantenzimmer (commander's room)

Seelöwe (sea lion). I know i'm getting off topic but this stupid face of this damn sea lion always gets me. It's so gloriously inappropriate for a military operation that will raze london to the ground and sacrifice countless innocent lives.

German words on the big screen like this:

Hubschrauber (helicopter)

Ein Plan (a plan), Vollendung (completion)

They even wrote the german words for coffee (Kaffee) and milk (Milch) on the Major's coffee mug!

I love all these little details. They make this anime even more special.

[uramura]

Hellsing pubes headcannons list (nsfw ish obviously)

Integra: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤

Seras: trims

Pip: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤

Alucard: can change style at will but usually leaves a strip

Walter: dust 💔

Anderson: jungle, stores bible in it

Maxwell: waxes

Heinkel: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤

Yumie/yumiko: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤

Major: can’t reach 💔 let’s it grow (doctor helps sometimes)

Doctor: waxes

Captain: Santa’s beard jungle can store weapons in it

Zorin: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤 does not wash

Rip: thick juicy bush 🤤🤤🤤 (trims sometimes)

Jan: musty ahh jungle 🤢🤢🤢🤢

Luke: shaves (balls too)

[necro-crab]

infernal shitty hellsing memes

[perpetuumgrave]

happiness in slavery

[author4013]

I've never drawn Doc... But today I made an exception.

[east-side-militia]

manga panel fanart? redraw?

version without the mountain of overlays

[tophatpatriot]

Hellsing Ultimate Major Art (Pixiv)

Ok, what the actual Marshmallow Man am I looking at? I swear I was actually imagining a scene like this happening! This made my day!” xD

(Original)

(Unblurred/Cleaned)

Original Artist:

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/5344289

[dhampireblogger]

you can see them slowly deteriorate as i get sleepier, but woe; villains be upon ye

also ive found i Cannot draw schrodinger. he looks so uncanny. like he is and isnt schrodinger at the same time. which i guess is pretty in character for him. huh.

[madarasgirl]

A Night for Hunting Ch. 24- Gossamer Dreams

Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, Millennium, hostage, canon-typical violence, medical trauma, unethical experimentation, implied torture, angst, pining, soul bond, OVA 4 WC: 5208

Happy New Year! Thank you for your patience and everyone's kind words. The lack of time and motivation and a plethora of distractions during a busy December caused the writing delay. On another note, I know people say not to write for stats, but we hit a new milestone! This story which was originally a 1.8k oneshot is now 100k words. The show of support has been incredible. I never thought I would make it here!

An excerpt under the cut

The sensation of being cradled steadied you. From the ether, an unexplained feeling of hope suffused your being, the feathery softness a tangible thing to get lost in. Within the haze of sleep, you reached through the bond to try touching it, but though you willed your arm to stretch out, you stayed frozen. Neither could you call out to that presence.

MOVE! You commanded your limbs to obey. Even your fingertips were immobile. You couldn’t flip around or wiggle your toes either. Unable to overcome the paralysis or bestir yourself into wakefulness, you could only spasm.

All that was left was to breathe and experience whatever this was. You found yourself eager to explore this phenomenon. Fear had no place here, so you relinquished reason and plunged headfirst into darkness. The space constricted around you in the abyss, swaddled by phantom arms that you somehow knew. 

Purring. A vibrating cage surrounded you. Despite the claustrophobic state, the tension of days past ebbed and finally you could relax in the solid embrace, like being wrapped in a weighted blanket inside the cramped nest of a coffin after a trying night. Claws ghosted over the nodules on your spine as words like smoke whispered into your soul. 

The velvet wings of a bat sheltered you. A bat? A dragon? You must be losing your mind, but as long as your dragon kept you safe under his wings, you would gladly stay there forever.

The creature drowned you in a sea of purrs. Fuzzy and delirious, you twitched and keened and basked in his glory, assured you were cherished and missed.

Everything was going to be okay. You knew this as though it was gospel. 

Time was strange, but under the trance of the rolling purrs and the promises for tomorrow that thawed the frightful iciness from inside out, you found peace, already fully surrendered to the world of dream and fantasy. 

He turned away. The dragon's mirage was starting to fade to translucency, slipping away with the likeness of water through stone. You scrambled after his silhouette which was growing less and less substantial by the moment. You would give anything to have another minute, another fraction of a second with him.

“Don't go! Alucard, please!” You chased the vampire to the edge of the plane before passing through him. 

He looked back at you. Warm burning cinders scorched your soul.

Wait for me, my little human. His buttery voice echoed.

“Don’t go!” Screeching desperately into the void, you begged him to stay as you clung to the lingering tendrils of dream. But trying to keep him there was a futile exercise, like attempting to catch mist that was passing through the threads of gossamer webs.

Your curdled screams were fruitless. Your brows knit together in a frown as you tried to sink deeper into unconsciousness to stay with him. You wanted to sleep forever. Because you knew instinctively that to sleep was to see your love’s face and waking would be to lose him again.

~To be Continued~

Ch.25 – Hope on a String

[nenetldoll]

Ein anderes Valentinestagsbild, nicht meine beste Arbeit..

[kittykattymwah]

I just know he would treat me right 🥺

[anysanuniverse]

Hans Günsche vs. Captain

Hans Günsche (Desert Guardian) vs. Captain (Hellsing)

Being a Hellsing Fan for over 10 years now, I have read so many times on the internet that people think, these two are the same character.

Yes, Hans Günsche is Captains prototype but that doesn’t mean they are the same.

Of course they look pretty similar but they are different characters with different personalities and from different works by Kouta Hirano.

I like the nickname „Hans“ for the Captain but I don’t like it when people call him „Hans Günsche“ because he is not that character.

But this is just my own opinion, you can think about them and call them whatever you want. :)

Hans Günsche: Stop stealing my identity!

Captain: *stare*

Hans Günsche: You can’t do that! That’s not fair!

Captain: *stare*

Hans Günsche: I don’t want that! Do you know what people say, when they see me? They say *bad female voice imitation*„Oh, hey! Isn’t he that werewolf guy from Hellsing??“ No! No, I’m not! I hate this! >.<

Captain: *stare*

Hans Günsche: My life is ruined and it’s all your fault! You know that, right?

Captain: *stare*

Hans Günsche: I hate you so much for this... -_-

Captain: ... *stare*

...come on, it woudn’t be that funny if they were the same person.

Bye bye!

Hans Günsche Scan is from Hiranomoe!

The Captain picture is from Hellsing Chapter „Age of Empire 3“.

[garlicthemaggot]

<3