#integra x y/n

[yan-lorkai]

Hello Lorkai can you make yandere platonic Integra with a baby adopted reader with fluff scenarios life how she care and comforts them.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ "Shh, little one," She murmured, her voice hushed and soothing, a lullaby all on its own. You squirmed slightly, letting out a small whimper and her heart clenched. She was used to handling dangerous creatures and monstrous threats, and yet, here you were, a fragile, innocent life she had vowed to protect. And that vow meant more to her than any mission or duty she had ever undertaken.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ The grand halls of the Hellsing mansion were often cold and intimidating, but not in Integra’s arms. She held you close to her chest, the warmth of her body seeping into the tiny blankets wrapped around you. As she rocked you gently, a softness took over her usually stern features, a rare sight for anyone who knew her.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ When you woke up crying in the middle of the night, Integra would be there within seconds, her sharp eyes immediately softening the moment they met yours. She’d scoop you up, holding you close, and whispering gently, "It’s alright, darling. I’m here." The way you clung to her finger, tiny hands curling around it, melted every inch of the steel walls she’d built around herself.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Feeding you was another moment where she showed just how much she cared. She’d carefully prepare your bottle herself, ensuring it was the perfect temperature. As you drank, she would stroke your hair, humming softly —something she never did for anyone else. “You have no idea how much you mean to me, my little sibling.” She’d whisper, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Integra would often take you into her study, settling you in her lap as she worked. She’d show you off to everyone, her pride evident in the way she’d tilt her chin up, daring anyone to challenge her right to care for you. “This child,” She’d declare to those who dared question, “is mine sibling. And I will protect them with everything I have.”

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ If you ever so much as sneezed, Integra’s protective instincts would flare up immediately. “We’ll have to ensure you’re properly bundled up next time,” she’d mutter, calling for the best doctors to make sure you were perfectly healthy. The staff, while initially shocked by this motherly side of her, quickly adapted, knowing full well that any harm befalling you would unleash an unholy wrath upon them.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ This mainly steamed by her being the last Hellsing alongside of you. She is the older sibling, the stronger, faster and better prepared to protect you. She has to ensure you’re safe and healthy at all times.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ In the quiet moments, when the world felt still, she’d watch you sleep, tracing a finger over your soft cheeks. “You’ll never have to be afraid,” Integra vowed, a fierce yet tender smile forming on her lips. “Not as long as I’m here.” And in that moment, she was no longer the unyielding leader of Hellsing, but simply a mother who loved her child more than anything else in the world.

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Hi I was wondering if you’d be okay with writing yandere Alucard (hellsing) with a human s/o. Maybe they try to escape?

You are mine~

Request: Yes

Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping, blood, vampirism, typical hellsing stuff, unwilling relationship, yandere

Characters: Alucard

Franchise: Hellsing

A/N: Woo, sorry that took so incredibly long, hope this is a long the lines of what you were hoping for! Let me know if you would like a continuation or perhaps a mini series.

A dull thud beats in your head as your consciousness swims through your foggy mind, what had happened? The last thing you can remember is walking home from the store and hearing someone behind you…oh god. As you attempt to sit up you feel like you’re swimming through a thick pudding, every move makes that throbbing pain in your head a little sharper. Where are you? Heavy with a drug induced fatigue, your eye lids lazily open and close a few times as you fight to see where you are, whatever you had been dosed with it certainly worked as intended. After a few minutes, you manage to open your eyes and propr yourself up against some pillows behind you so you can look around. Deep red is the first thing you register, the silken texture had made the fight to sit up that much harder for you, and now that you can see what it is apart of clearly the panic worms its way in. A small voice in the back of your muddled mind that something isn’t quite right. A thick duvet had been over you before you moved and now it rests heavy on your lower half. Underneath you, dark red silken sheets cradle you in a luxurious hold that threatens to lull you back to sleep, but you can’t go to sleep again, you need to figure out where you are. Slowly, you move your legs, sliding them across the sheets towards the floor. The moment your feet hit the cold stone floor you recoil and hiss, the coolness waking you up a bit further. Now the room seems less bleary and you can see the grey stone walls stacked up like the bricks of a house, and the equally stone floor that is cold to the touch. As your eyes adjust to the dim candle light, you spot a staircase leading up, up, up, into the darkness where you can just barely hear faint sounds echoing down. Fueld by the need to escape, to get away from this dark place, you steel yourself and step back down onto the floor beneath you. Fighting through the shivers that wrack your body as the chill touches your bones. After somewhat getting used to the chill in the air all down in this, what you assume to be, cellar, you walk towards the steps and one by one climb up the staircase only to find a locked heavy oak door.

You don’t give up, heading back down the stairs to look from some other way out. A lone window above the bed of your new eclosure catched your desperate eye and you quickly move over to it climbing on the bed. Your hands press against the window and it just barely has any give except for in one corner where the pane of glass seems to be looser. Looking out of it it seems to ground level if a little above it and you would be able to get out of it. You push, all of your weight leing on that one slightly less stable corner until the glass budges and a small piece of stone falls from under it. You quickly pick up this new tool and make use of it hitting the glass until that corner breaks apart from it. You curl your fingers around the open piece and take a deep inhale as you breathe in the crisp night air. It burns a little, the coolness of it, but you couldn’t be more grateful for such a feeling. pUshing and pulling against the window you finally make the glass come out in a few pieces. The rock serves as a tool for removing the sharper edges that were too stubborn to move by your hands alone, and finally you begin to shimmy through the window and onto the dew covered grass outside.

When you stand, you stretch and sigh, the feeling of the grass between your toes and up your ankles tickling your bare skin. The gentle midsummer night breeze that catches you and ruffles your hair, you hm’t even been in their for very long but this feeling felt as if you’d never felt it before. You don’t linger on this though, as the anxiety sets in and you pick a direction to start running in. North, this is the way your feet choose to take you as you run from what you ca now see to be a manor or estate of some kind. Dwelling on it isn’t within your line of thought as you run into some wood, the full moon shining bright over head. Branches and thorny vines catch at your clothes and skin, they create tears and light scratches on your clothes and skin and you close your eyes willing yourself to go faster and faster until the feeling beneath your feet changes to a hard unpleasant feeling. A light on the black of the road beneath you makes you snap your head to the left where two large headlights comes zooming at you., just as you are about to feel the harsh cold of metal and death a different kind of chill picks you up, and the feeling of gravity no longer weighs you down. You can hear the car swear nd crash and you an feel the breeze brush past your legs as the ground stays ever stationary below you. Much farther below you…you look up to see blood red eyes and a large grin staring at you their black ahired owner letting out a loud laugh,

“Where do you think you are going. Hm? You belong to me, little one, you are not going anywhere.” He says, his voice a deep velevty smooth as he speaks. It almost has you, until the sounds of panicked drivers bring you back. You kick and squirm only to grasp on to the stranger again when you nearly fall.

“Put me down!” You shout, trying to move barley doing so against his strong hold.. For a moment he does nothing but watch you squirm, predatorial eyes hidden behind his orange glasses before a wolfish grin spread across his face.

“Let you down? As you wish, little human,” 

You feel the wind rush past your ears as your heart plummets to the round much like yourself and as you close your eyes to wait for impact, it never comes. You are in the arms of your kidnapper once again. The feeling of your body shaking against his, the scent of your fear and the blood in your veins rushing everywhere as fast as it can is enough to make him chuckle as he looks down at your quivering form.. Despite the initial fear of being dropped from so high in the air, you manage to glare at him and through chattering teeth mutter.

“Asshole…”

His smirk level leaves his face and a feeling of nausea washes over your mind , feeling your stomach turn you close your eyes and try to will it away only to open your eyes to the same room you had woke up in. The window seems to be fixed and you doubt that you’ll be able to break it again, whatever he is, you bet he has some sort of magic that would prevent you from doing what you did the first time a second. As you look around you find that the sheets are perfectly tucked in around you again. In the corner of the room, sitting in an ornate chair like a king on his throne your capture sits watching you’re every move.

“Thinking about escaping again, little bride?”

[e114-6i11]

I just noticed how the jet Alucard crashes in has a little bat spray painted on it with a heart I CANT😭😭

[cherxyx]

Summary: Another "which characters to..." since I am in heavy writers block. This multiply characters from different shows.

Warnings: Suggestive, mask, choking, pet names, some praise, some degrading.

ALL CHARATERS ARE AGED UP AND WITH A MODERN TWIST

You have been warned that their is suggestive content below and that your reading is all on your free will.

Which character to...surprise you one night after you jokingly sent them a tik-tok of a significant other dressing up as a slasher and surprising their s/o. After a long day of work, you come home expecting to see your partner waiting for you but instead your met with a sight that makes you weak to the knees. Visual link 1. Visual 2

Gojo, SUNA, Eren, Ukai, Miidari, GETO, Kanato (but like in a weird way yk), Connie, Kei, Yuma, Integra, Hinata (best surpirse), Asahi, Tobio, Nanami,

Which character to...give you two boo baskets! One is filled with sweet things like clothes, make up, books, or gift cards and the other is filled with sex toys, lingerie, wax, chocolate, a blind fold. When you said thank you with a flushed face, they respond saying "I can't wait to see how your face looks after I am done with you and your new toys".

Suna, Yumeko, Mary, Kei, Kuroo, Miya Twins, Kiyoko (yes she would), Nobara, LAITO, Yuma, LEVI, Seras, Integra, Yachi, Asahi, Sugawara, Kou, REIJI (he would mess your shit up), Mikasa

Which characters to...enable your mask kink. Choke you and call you their slut as they back you into corner. Not knowing what is next until they rub their fingers against your clothed pussy. "Can't wait to fuck my favorite slut tonight." As they get on their knees and pull your pants down.

Geto, Gojo, Ukai, Levi, Eren, HANGE, AYATO, laito, Akaashi, Tanaka, Ushijima, Bokuto (I just know he would), Midari, Alucard, Kenma, Tobio.

[faithintheunknownsblog]

A/N: I know, I know, it’s about damn time

Chapter Summary: Finally meeting a certain man in red

Master List

The Blood On Our Hands

Chapter Four: A Secret Once Kept

“So we have a new addition, I see.”

All of the papers you have in your hands go up in the air when you hear a deep unfamiliar voice that sends a shiver down your spine and you quickly turn around to start a fight with whoever is behind you. Balling your hand up into a fist, you go to punch what is only a red and grey blur as he steps back and you stumble forwards, nearly crashing into him. Usually you can hit whoever sneaks up on you but he moves too fast, leaving you to fall to the ground right at his feet.

Integra and Walter quickly run in when they hear you crash to the ground because she figured that the first thing Alucard was going to do when he was allowed to roam free is look for you. She lets out an aggravated growl, “Alucard!”

“I was merely investigating the unfamiliar noises and ended up here,” Alucard acts innocently and can’t help but smirk when he sees you at his feet. You’re a feisty one and he can tell that messing with you is going to bring him the utmost joy. He doesn’t offer to help you up, he just watches you push yourself up off the ground. He can even sense your annoyance at his ungentlemanly behavior, which brings him all the more amusement. He thinks you look pathetic while you’re on your knees recollecting yourself. “It’s a doctor I see.”

After you stand up you still have to look up at him at that mountain of a man and hold your composure, giving him a big ol’ smile with that southern hospitality. Extending a hand out to him to introduce yourself, “howdy suga, it’s nice to meetcha!”

Alucard blinks, completely dumbfounded by your accent, and automatically assumes that since you came from the southern part of the United States that you’re a dirty person. “Oh you’re one of those… what do they call it over there? Hillbillies?”

Integra just watches, hoping that you won’t say something that will get Alucard to lash out. Only reason why she’s staying out of it is because you need to stand up to Alucard on your own. If you don’t and Integra stops him then he won’t take you seriously.

You could scream. This is what everyone automatically assumes. You wish you could perfectly hide your accent but most of the time you forget or you still can’t hide it even when you try. But you just shake your head ‘no’ and continue to speak as you normally do, “oh, no sweetheart, I mighta been raised on a farm but I’m not a hillbilly.”

“I don’t see the difference, it’s still unsanitary,” Alucard says coldly. Quick to judge instead of taking the time to learn anything about you.

“Honey-” your anger is starting to peek through your façade, “-I wouldn’t have a nursing degree if I was unhygienic, now if ya ‘cuse me I got ‘em papers to pick up.”

Alucard doesn’t have anything to say back to that, so he just picks a paper up off of the floor and reads it over. He chuckles because the injury was caused by him, “one of them had a dislocated shoulder?”

You snatch the paper out of Alucard’s hand, “that’s none of your business!”

“Any idea how it could’ve happened?” Alucard asks, faking his curiosity just to see if there is any possibility of you knowing. He hasn’t seen you around here before so he doubts you were allowed to know about the secrets of the Hellsing Organization. That’s probably why Integra told him not to use his supernatural abilities, Alucard might be old but he’s not stupid. So he’ll keep his secrets as he has no other choice since Integra’s orders keep him from doing anything supernatural.

In order to keep Alucard from doing anything stupid she decides to step in, “Alucard, that is enough. You have a mission to attend.”

Alucard nods, “as you wish, Sir.”

Before Alucard leaves he looks down at you and with a crooked grin says, “nice to meet you, Doctor.”

You could correct him but being called a doctor feels nice, though you’re only a nurse it makes you feel more important. It makes you feel seen as a very high placed person in the Hellsing Organization. Especially by someone you’ve never met before, but doesn’t change the fact that he has ticked you off so with a fake smile you say, “likewise, suga.”

Alucard knows you’re lying but doesn’t show it, he gives Integra a bow of the head then walks out of the room through the door as a human would. Alucard feels insulted that he has to act like a less powerful being than what he actually is but his orders keep him from doing things the easy way. Alucard doesn’t have time to dally anyway given that the rarity of a vampire needing to be taken care of has popped up.

Integra and you both give each other a nod of the head then she leaves, following Alucard out. Much to your disdain Thomas walks in after with a cheeky grin on his face and you know he’s up to no good.

“You’re a doctor now?” Thomas teases. His intention wasn't to eavesdrop but when he saw Alucard heading to the infirmary he couldn’t help but get curious. “Guess it’s time to call you Doc, huh?”

You let out an exhausted breath, “whadda ya want Thomas?”

“Just to see your lovely face, is that a crime?” Thomas thinks he’s clever and charming but he’s nothing but annoying. He doesn’t seem to realize he doesn’t have a chance with you.

“Naw, but harassment is, now leave me ‘lone.” You wave him off but Thomas just follows you as you sit behind your desk. You’d say he can’t take a hint but there is no hint to take because you’re so straight forward and there is nothing to misinterpret.

Thomas leans up against your desk and continues to be a nuisance, “you won’t even have lunch with me and the guys? I know how hard you’ve been working and it’s about time you got a break.”

Thomas goes to brush a piece of hair out of your face and you immediately grab him by the wrist and squeeze with all your might. He doesn’t seem to understand what ‘no’ means and you’re growing tired of it, “ya touch me ‘gain I’ll break this hand ‘n’ then ya have to jack off wit the other.”

“Or you could do it for me,” Thomas- almost- always has a come back for everything. But his demeanor quickly changes when you start squeezing harder, finally deciding that he’s done harassing you for the day. “Mercy! Mercy!”

After squeezing for a few moments longer you let go and Thomas pulls his wrist away, then starts rubbing it. You go back to organizing your papers that now are all out of order from you dropping them but partially watch Thomas as he leaves. You don’t know how it can be so hard for someone to understand what the word ‘no’ means. But stupid is as stupid does.

Thomas leaves, cursing under his breath and you’re once again left in peace to do your work. Once done with filing patient’s forms you go into the med closet to take inventory, seeing what you need more of and if you’ll be able to last throughout the next two days until a new shipment of medical supplies comes in.

You frown when you notice you’re on the last bottle of acetaminophen, so you look around to see if anyone can see you. Once you’re positive you’re alone you quietly say, “acetaminophen, 10 milligram, 30 tablets.”

Right after you say that 30 tablets of 10 milligrams acetaminophen appear in your hands. Yup, that’s right, you have your own supernatural powers you’re hiding. Any medicine you have consumed in your life you are able to make it appear as you wish. Not only that but you are immune to natural and synthetic poisons, as well as sickness and infections. This is something you’ve been hiding your entire life and something you’ll take it to your grave. You use it rarely though because you always feel queasy after, and it gets worse the more you use your power.

You restock the best you can, you can’t make too many or it’ll become suspicious and you’ll also feel sick. Which won’t do anyone any good. So after you restock you sit down at your desk to rest but your mind continues to wander.

“Who is he and why haven’t I ever seen him before? Is a new recruit? No, there is no way because I always see the lineup of new troops and Integra hasn’t hired any. Also I haven’t been given records of him like Integra always does beforehand.” You continue to wonder until one of your friends asks you to lunch, and assure you Thomas won’t be there. You happily go, maybe that’ll help take your mind off of Alucard.

The next few days are pretty eerily calm, no injuries, no screams of distress or sadistic laughter in the middle of the night, and weirdly enough no harassment from Thomas. You’ve seen him around the mansion but he hasn’t bothered you, which makes you wonder if Integra yelled at him. Or maybe he didn’t want to get his ass kicked by a girl. Either way it’s about damn time he left you alone.

But the calmness never lasts because today you have a new person to bother you, Alucard. Well, not bother per say but he’s become quite intrigued by you and decided it was time to get to know Hellsing’s new doctor better.

“I see our new doctor is working hard,” Alucard says, surprisingly not sounding condescending. He’s been watching you and is impressed by your dedication to your job. You keep everything tidy and make sure to check in with the troops to see their wounds. He’ll never understand the compassion you have for men you barely know but he admires it to say the least.

“Always,” you smile. You’ve already forgiven Alucard for the insult he had thrown at you the other day. You aren’t one to hold grudges and you understand that people stereotype when they don’t know anything else besides what they’ve heard from the media. “How’s ya day goin’ suga?”

“Quite well, thank you for asking,” it feels weird to be asked that. Nobody ever cares to be kind to Alucard because they’re terrified of him. He believes that you’d be the same way as everyone else if you also knew the truth about him. “And you?”

“Been busy finally gettin’ all ‘em papers ‘gether in the right places ‘n’ nobody gettin’ hurt made it easier ta do it.” You say and file another set of documents on the troops. “Also gotta get all ‘em medicines in order.”

“I see,” Alucard says and looks over your shoulder to read the papers, seeing his job well done. Aka him hurting the troops.

You quickly move the papers, “hey, ya violating HIPPA.”

“HIPPA?” Alucard tilts his head, confused by this new word he’s never heard before.

“The Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act, meanin’ ya can’t see ‘em papers ‘cause it’s against the law.” You know you’re just being a prude because Integra without a doubt doesn’t care about the law but you still were put through school that drilled into your head how important these things are so you protect these documents. “Only person I’ll allow to see ‘em is Sir Integra since she needs to know what’s goin’ on with her troops.”

“You’re really serious about all of this, hm?” Alucard chuckles. At least you treat this job as you would any other nursing position. “It’s nice to see someone who loves to help people.”

“Of course,” you say with a smile. You absolutely love your job, whether you were working in a hospital or a physician nursing assistant. Being a nurse no matter where it’s at you love it but you like the action you get working here in the Hellsing Organization. It keeps you on your feet, though the random screams in the night is a downside.

“What got you into this profession?” Alucard asks, wondering why you put up with the troops' nonsense, especially that Thomas guy. Integra had a talk with him about the constant harassment because it distracts you from your work. But Alucard along with everyone else knows it won’t last long.

You had to take care of your sick mother before she passed away, and you realized the compassion you have for people made nursing the perfect job for you. You love taking care of people, it’s your goal to make people feel better. “Jus’ makin’ feel good is my life style.”

“Quite noble of you-” Alucard says and checks his watch seeing how it’s almost 11 am, “-it’s getting rather late so I must get going.”

You’re confused by what Alucard means by that but you don’t question it, you just watch him leave through the door and go back to work. Maybe Alucard isn’t as bad as he came off as at first and maybe you could start a great friendship with him.

[daringlyhers]

Integra x Fem!reader

A/N: Hi! This is my first fanfiction so please bare with me if it’s kind of lame LMFAO if you have any tips please tell me in the comments <3

Pairings: Integra x reader | Platonic! Alucard x reader

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You were always there for her, both mentally and physically. Most of the time you were glued to her hip, keeping her company or helping out with the most mundane things. You were her best friend… though in the back of her mind she wishes you two were more.

You stand by her side, playing with her hair while she focuses on some documents in front of her. “Surely you’re bored” she mumbles out.

You giggle slightly “Never” you respond back. She hums back, acknowledging what you said but not quite believing you.

You sigh, gathering all her hair before separating it in three equal parts so you can braid it. “You’ve been working on these for a while now. Don’t you want to take a break?” you question gently before immediately scoffing “Of course you don’t. This is my way of telling you to.” you say, replying to your own question.

She looks up at you, an amused smirk on her face “Oh? Am I right to guess you have something in mind that is more important than these documents?” she questions. She was fully aware that this was your attempt at pulling her away from her never ending work and she can’t help but feel her heart flutter at your concern.

You sigh in exasperation, finishing up her braid. You admire your work before unraveling it, knowing she would rather not be seen with it. “Hmm, I don't know. Maybe eating something, you know, so you can continue to survive” you say with sarcasm.

Integra rolls her eyes, though a hint of amusement is present in her next sentence “Survival, hm? I suppose I can’t argue with that logic”. She leans back in her chair, stretching out her back and rolling her shoulders, letting out a sigh. After a moment of silence, she speaks up “I suppose a short break won’t hurt but you know I’m more than capable of managing my own”.

You gasp in fake offense “I know that! I’m only saying this because I’m bored…” you reply, walking in front of her seated from. You cross your arms, giving her a playful glare and she chuckles softly. “Oh how very intimidating” she teases you “Your glare could rival that of Alucard himself” she says, her smile seeming to grow.

You gasp, quickly shushing her “He could be listening!” you say, looking into all the dark corners of her office while sweat dropping “We’re just kidding Alucard!” you say, worrying if he heard.

Integra shakes her head, hiding a smirk behind her hand at your reaction “Oh, don’t worry Y/N” she says, her voice sounding amused “Alucard wouldn’t mind a bit of harmless teasing”. She folds her arms across her chest “Besides, I can handle him. I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do that would phase him”

Your eyes seem to light up “That’s so true!” you practically sing out “You hear that Alucard?! You’re a freak and you smell bad!” you say, puffing out your chest with a broad grin.

Integra facepalms with a sigh, shaking her head “You’re incorrigible,” she mutters under her breath, though her tone still held amusement.

Suddenly, a deep chuckle echoed from the shadows and a voice resonated through the room. “Now, now, I’m hurt,” the voice drawled, heavy with a thick Eastern European accent “I happen to have an excellent smell”.

You squeal, jumping into Integra’s lap for safety. You look towards Alucard’s voice with wide eyes “Alucard” you say in surprise “You were really there!...I was only kidding!” you squeal out. Integra laughs lightly, her arm wrapping around you, securing you firmly.

Alucard emerges from the shadows, chuckling deeply at your reaction. His tall, imposing figure moves closer, a smirk on his lips. “So quick to cower?” he teases, his red eyes watching you closely “I had hoped for more of a challenge” he hums out.

You chuckle nervously “Ah ha ha… hey! Stop getting closer!” you say, pointing at his approaching figure. Alucard simply raises an eyebrow, a smirk still present on his face. He takes more slow and measured steps to you and Integra. He clearly relishes the fact that he’s making you uncomfortable. “What’s the matter? Afraid of the big, bad vampire?” he teases, his deep voice dripping with humor.

You look up at him like he’s dumb “Ummm, yes?!” you say back. Finally you call out to Integra “Integra…” you say or more like borderline whine “Don’t let him kill me! I’m still too young” you say dramatically, burying your face in her shoulder.

She laughs now, her hand coming up to the top of your head and petting your hair “Oh, calm down you theatrical little thing,” she teases light-heartedly. “Alucard wouldn’t dream of killing you, you’re way too amusing for him to get rid of” she muses.

Your head immediately perks up “Really?” you question towards Integra but Aucard’s deep chuckle rings out through the air “Oh, trust me,” he says, his voice smooth and confident “You’re far too entertaining. Why would I want to get rid of such a great source of amusement?” he questions.

You slowly grin, puffing out your chest and placing your fists on your hips “That practically makes me immortal” you say confidently with a gloating grin. Integra rolls her eyes from behind you but there’s a small smile on her face.

Alucard arches an eyebrow, his smirk turning into a sly smile. “Well, well,” he says, his voice oozing with amusement “Quite the confidence. How about we just say your immortality comes with terms and conditions” he drawls out.

You chuckle nervously, pushing further back into Integra’s lap “No… I’m one of those free immortals” you say back. Integra’s arms wrap tighter around your waist, making sure you’re snuggly pressed against her. Her hand comes up to stroke your hair again, a reassuring gesture. “Oh, I’m sure you’d like to think so,” she says, her voice dry. “But I hate to break it to you-” she goes to say before getting cut off by Alucard’s chuckle, a dark, dangerous sound.

He takes a step closer to you, looming over you both “No ones truly immortal,” he says with mirth “We all have our time, one way or another”. You gulp, having to crane your neck to look up at him “S-Stop that, you’re not funny!” you say while glaring up at him pathetically.

He merely chuckles once more, his smile never leaving his lips. He leans down slightly, resting his hand on the edge of Integra’s desk. “Oh, I’m not teasing,” he says, his voice taking on a darker tone. “I speak the truth. Everyone meets their end eventually.”

Integra, the ever observant lady, notices your unease right away. She tightens her grip, drawing you impossibly closer to her. You shiver at Alucard’s sadistic smile “Stop getting closer! Or I’m staking you!” you say, grabbing Integra’s quill off her desk and pointing it threateningly at the dangerous vampire. You know you look absolutely ridiculous pointing a quill at the most powerful vampire to ever live.

Alucard simply raises an eyebrow, looking absolutely amused rather than threatened. He doesn't back away but does stop his descent. “You? Stake a being as powerful as me, with a quill?” he asks, a hint, no his whole voice dripping in mockery, “I don’t know if you’re extremely brave or just plain foolish.” he muses, the corner of his eyes creasing with his smile as he finally straightens himself up, putting distance between us.

You gasp in offense “That makes me brave” you growl out. That only makes Alucard’s smile widen, he now wears a wolfish grin. He seems to take great pleasure in riling you up “Ah youthful audacity,” he hums out, his voice almost sardonic. “So naive, yet so confident. But let me ask you this- do you even understand just how powerful I really am?” he questions.

You glare at him harder “Let's find out then” you quip before lunging for him. Although you wheeze rather than him. You just now remember Integra’s grip around your waist, keeping you in place instead of allowing you to try and get at the grinning creature.

You struggle in her grip “Let me at him” you say, twisting in her arms in an attempt to get free. Unfortunately Integra holds your firmly, her arms tightening their hold. She gives a small laugh, amused by your fruitless attempts to break free. “Oh, would you settle down,” she chides, amusement dripping in her voice. “You’re not attacking anyone.”

Alucard barks out a laugh, amused by your eagerness to end his immortal life. “Quite the little firecracker you have there, master Integra'' he merely responds back. You huff in defeat, going still in Integra’s hold “You’re lucky she’s holding me back, Alucard. Or you would be d-e-a-d” you say, spelling out the last word. In one last act of defiance, you throw the quill at him, it uselessly bouncing off his chest.

Alucard doesn’t even so much bat an eye as the quill bounces off his chest. He just smirks down at you, his eyes glittering with dark humor. “Ah, yes, I’m so terrified,” he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm . “A young, fiery human with a quill. Truly, a force to be reckoned with.”

Integra chuckles, shaking her head “Do forgive her, Alucard,’ she says, holding you snugly against her “She tends to act a bit rashly when provoked”. She pinches your ear before letting go and you yelp “Ow!” you squeak out, rubbing your now pulsing ear. “Whatever” you grumble, looking down at the ground while sulking.

Alucard, still standing over the two of you, notices your sulking state. He lets out a small snort of amusement “Tsk, tsk,” he says, his grin returning “Quite the sore loser, isn’t she?”. Integra rolls her eyes and sighs, knowing you will retaliate but there’s an affectionate look in her eyes as she gazes down at you.

Your head snaps up, a murderous glare on your face “Why you little-” you say, once again struggling in Integra’s grip. Eventually you make it out or more like she lets you go, either in exhaustion or plain curiosity in wanting to see how this will turn out.

You lunge for him, picking up the discarded quill on the ground in the process. You stab at him, trying to get a hit but he easily dodges each of your attempts, his movement quick and agile. “Hold still!” you yell out. His deep laughter echoes in the room, finding great amusement in your act to “stake” him, as you called it. “Oh, this is comical,” his voice filled with mockery. “Quite the feisty one, aren’t you?” he teases your agitated form.

Integra watches you both from her chair, exasperated but wearing an amused grin at the scene unfolding. This was a pretty great way to spend her break.

[lemonadeiced]

||I can protect you||

Note: Sir Integra Hellsing x reader, This is also gender neutral. The reader is blind in this, fluff..

It was quiet in the manor as you roamed around looking for something interesting to do. Sir Integra was in her office as always filling paper work. She often over worked herself, you tried to get her to take a break but to no avail. You were dragging your hand along the wall as you walked when suddenly...

"Miss Y/N." A familiar voice called out to you, It was Walter. "Yes Walter?" You sais turning around hoping you were facing his direction. "Sir Integra wishes to see you in her office." Walter stated grabbing your hand gently to guide you to her office. As you two walked towards her office you couldn't help but wonder why she wanted to see you. Maybe she needed your help with something, you thought.

By the time you were done thinking, you and Walter had already made it to her office. He opened the door and you went inside, then he left. "I heard you wanted to see me.." You said to break the scilence. "I did." She replied. You heard footsteps walking towards you and then... they stopped. She was right infront of you.

She wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into a gentle hug. This hand caught you by surprise but you hugged her back. She had never really been the type to show affection through physical contact yet there would sometimes be times where she would prefer to hold you in her arms. "I need a break Y/N..." Her voice sounded tired. How long had she been working for?

The two of you stood there hugging each other for a while, the silence was nice. You loved moments like this, she was always busy so you two never really spent much time together, but when you two had time she'd try to make it last forever. Always reassuring you that she'd protect you till the day she died. Even if you were capable of protecting yourself she still felt worry. What if your other senses weren't helpful? What if someone used your blindness to their advantage?

She had already lost many people important to her, she couldn't lose you too. So she always tried spend as much time with you as possible. This time she wouldn't make the mistake of not being able to protect those she loved. She could protect you too.

(Sorry this lowkey sucks, anyways hope you enjoyed)

[reds-fluff-extravaganza]

Alucard x sick!reader

Since I’ve been rewatching Hellsing. Also based off some headcanons I wrote earlier!

Alucard could sense something was not right when he couldn’t find you while sneaking around the Hellsing manor as per usual. Where were you? Had something bad happened to you? No, that couldn’t be, he always made sure you made it to and from your destinations safely. He couldn’t bare to let anything happen to his beloved Y/n now. He was going to find out what was happening, even if he had to pry information from someone, but his thoughts were caught off by a familiar voice calling out to him.

“Master Alucard? Are you looking for Y/n?” It was Seras.

“I have not seen them around, do you know where they are?”

“Yeah, they’re at home, sick. They called me to tell you that they won’t be in today, and also told me to tell you not to worry, that they would be fine.”

“I see…” and before either could say anything else, Alucard disappeared into the shadows. He was going to check up on you.

You groaned a bit as you pulled the covers more onto your body, shivering from the cold, and you knew it wasn’t even that cold in the room. You hadn’t been feeling well since last night, when you started feeling achy but not sick, but when you woke up you were definitely not well.

You were brought back from your thoughts as you felt a familiar presence in your room, glancing around the room for a moment before your gaze landed in one particular spot in the room.

“Alucard?” You asked, but didn’t move from your spot in bed.

“Indeed, my beloved.” You heard him chuckle in response as he appeared from the shadows before making his way over to your side. Alucard had never seen you look so weak, and he did not like it one bit.

“What are you doing here? Not that I don’t like your company or anything, but I won’t be much help with anything or much company.” As you finished talking, you turned your head and coughed into your elbow, groaning a bit from the soreness in your throat.

“Am I not allowed to check up on you, Y/n?” Alucard moved to sit by you. “Besides, I won’t be able to catch what you have.”

“If you say so.” You moved your arms back under the blanket to keep them warm.

“Stay put, Y/n. Well, not like you have much of a choice, I’m going to get something for you.” And with that, he was gone. You shrugged in response and closed your eyes. May as well try to get some rest while you waited for him to come back.

What seemed like a few hours may have only been about thirty minutes when you heard shuffling around in the room. You slowly opened your eyes to see Alucard setting a few things on your nightstand, such as a couple of water bottles, a bottle of medicine, what looked to be a thermos with what you could guess was soup or something along those lines, and something else you couldn’t really see as the room was dark.

“Alucard?” You mumbled, sitting up a bit.

“Ah, apologies if I have woken you up, Y/n. It wasn’t my intention.”

“No, it’s okay, I didn’t really get much sleep while you were gone. I mean, I fell asleep, but not into a deep sleep.”

“You need all the rest you can get, my dear Y/n, but I did bring you a few things that will also help.”

“…let me guess, you had to ask Seras and Integra for help?”

“…you know I could have grabbed a leech and put it on you, right?”

“I would rather you not do that.”

“That’s what I thought.” Alucard chuckled a bit and handed you the thermos. “Here. This will help. I’ve been told it will help.” You nodded and took the thermos from him, opening it up, and it smelled delicious.

“Thank you, Alucard.” You looked up at him, a faint smile on your face as you took a careful sip from the thermos, as to make sure it wasn’t too hot before drinking the rest and setting the thermos onto your nightstand.

“You are welcome, Y/n.” He lightly pats your head and moves to be beside you once more. “I do want you to get better, of course.”

“Well if I have you by my side, helping me like this, then I should get better in no time.”

“Of course. I would never leave you to fend for yourself when you’re like this. Now, please, get some rest. I’ll be here when you wake.” You nodded in agreement and lie back down, closing your eyes. Before you fell asleep, however, you heard him say:

“Sleep well, my love.” Which made you smile softly as you fell into a deep sleep. Alucard kept true to his word and rarely left your side, unless you were in need of space, or if Integra needed him. He made sure that nothing would happen until you were back to your normal self.

[thirstyforlulu]

helloo could you do a integra x fem!reader who has been teggys gf for a while but is still super flustered at anything integra does?

for example, integra could simply be readjusting her tie but reader gets super bashful about it ? ^^

Integra noticed it one day out of the blue

She had taken off her gloves

That’s all it took!

She looked over and noticed that you were blushing and looking away

At first she thought maybe you had a hand kink or something, but then you got all flustered when she fixed her tie

“Y/N, I’m just fixing my tie. Is your mind trapped in the gutter?” She teased

She thinks it’s super adorable

From then on she purposefully tries to get you flustered

It amazes her how easy it is

She likes to push it to see what all gets you flustered

She also likes to push the envelope

The little stuff gets you flustered, but when she really comes onto you, you turn into a mess

If she puts a hand on the small of your back, your entire body turns to mush

“Y/N, how long have you been my girlfriend? And you still can’t handle my touch?”

One of her favorite things to do is just barely touch you

For example, during a meeting she may place her hand on the table just barely touching yours

Or she’ll put a hand on your knee, not even up to your thigh, just sweetly on the knee

Your blushing face is so cute to her

That’s why she does it

Plus, she has always had a hard time feeling “pretty” due to the fact that she tries to be badass and masculine to get respect

So seeing how much you love and admire her, really helps her self esteem

[unistaryo]

Love [Integra x Reader] Oneshot

Summary: Integra discovers what it truly means to love and to be loved.

Warning: spoilers ahead regarding Integra's backstory

 What does it mean to love somebody?

 Integra couldn't really tell. Yes, her father surely loved her while he was still alive. But he wasn't by her side for long, and when he was, her education was a lot more important. How couldn't it be? She needed to replace her father at any moment, and she did. They couldn't waste more time playing or doing other activities outside Christmas and other such holidays. 

Walter loves her in a way, or maybe it's just his duty. Or both. It is unmistakable that he cares a lot about her, maybe seeing her not only as his master but also as some sort of daughter, someone he needs to protect and has grown to care about.

It seemed strange, people loved and cared about her, yet, it felt different when you did the same things for her. It isn’t your duty to ensure that she doesn’t overwork herself or to check if she has eaten something today, but you did them. It was strange, just like her current situation.

 She was supposed to be a leader, a logical thinker, someone who wasn’t blinded by emotions and who people could trust no matter what. But she found herself lacking all of those. Finally, all of the stress, all of the sadness had finally caught up to her.  

 As Integra lay sprawled on the floor of her bedroom, just like she once stood beside Alucard in the basement a decade ago—though back then, it was another person threatening her life, not her own spiraling thoughts. She’d tried to smoke to calm herself, but tonight, even the familiar burn couldn’t hold back her despair. The pile of ash on the floor felt like a marker of her helplessness. 

 She messed up incredibly. She knew there was a possibility that you would leave her after one of the episodes in which she would create a distance between both of you, letting the agony consume you. However, the thought that you might actually make it didn’t even cross her mind until now. And the emptiness in the mansion spot proves it.

 The woman couldn’t stop crying, she felt like a kid again in the worst way possible. Control had slipped from her grasp; her vision swam with tears, and even her limbs felt too heavy to obey, her vision blurry from tears, not even her body listened to her. But everything changed when she saw your silhouette in front of her, not wasting any second, you kneeled and hugged her, your face full of despair.

 “(Y/N)-” Integra mutters as you shush her, tightening your arms around her. She slowly hugs you back, the hold just as strong as you. After a few seconds, you begin to whisper to her.

 “I will stay, “, with that one of your hands cupped her face gently- “but please, Integra, my dearest, talk to me. Promise me we will work our problems together, that you will both listen and talk to me.”

 Your tone was both calm and stern, it was both a request and a promise. “I promise”, Integra responded. She could feel the world around begging to change, you were there, hugging her, you had returned to her even after everything. Gently, she rested her head against yours, vowing to herself that she will never hurt you again. But, before even realsing it, three sacred words escaped her lips, “I love you.”

 Maybe this is what it means to love.

[yan-lorkai]

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Day fifteen: Siren!Integra claiming her darling.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/n: idk why but everytime I write for integra, I always get so happy. She can do literally anything and I'II be like "so true queen slay"

The damned forest loomed around you, shadows creeping like tendrils, the ancient trees twisting into grotesque shapes that clawed at the sky. Each step you took echoed like a ghost’s whisper, swallowed by the thick fog that wound through the underbrush. The sun had long dipped below the horizon, leaving you shrouded in darkness, guided only by the faint, silvery light of the moon.

You didn’t know how long you’d been wandering – hours, perhaps? The forest felt endless, a labyrinth of twisted branches and uneven ground. Your breath hitched as you stumbled over a gnarled root, barely catching yourself in time.

You were tired, worn down, and desperate to find a way out.

That’s when you heard it — a voice, smooth and commanding, cutting through the darkness like a blade. It was a melody of authority, wrapping around your senses, seizing your attention. You froze, every instinct screaming for you to turn back, but you couldn’t move, couldn’t pull away from the sound.

The voice led you deeper through winding paths and across jagged rocks until you emerged into a clearing bathed in pale moonlight. There, seated on an old, cracked tombstone, was a woman, her presence unmistakable. Her hair was like molten silver, gleaming even in the dim light, and her eyes were like golden spheres, so shiny and brave.

Though what caugh your attention was her tail. A mermaid tail. That was when you realized that the song you heard, the one that brought you here and refused toblet you go, was her doing. As if to prove your point, she started humming.

The melody was like a promise. A promise of house, of warmth.

“Lost, are we?” Integra asked, her voice low, laced with a dangerous calm that sent a shiver down your spine. It was a voice that demanded respect, one that brooked no defiance.

You nodded, throat dry, feeling like prey caught in the gaze of a predator. She exhaled, her eyes never leaving yours. “You wandered where you shouldn’t though, darling.” She continued, and despite the casual tone, you could feel the unspoken threat hanging in the air.

“Who… who are you?” you managed to stammer, already knowing the answer but needing to hear it.

She smiled then, a slow, chilling curve of her lips that made your heart stutter. “I'm Integra and you are Y/n,” She said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and it might as well have been. “And it seems I’ve found myself a little stray.”

The realization hit you hard. The stories, the legends, they all spoke of her, the siren who commanded monsters, the one who wielded death like a weapon. And now, she stood - well, not really because she didnt have legs - before you, a shadow that stretched long and dark across the ground.

You took a step back, only to find your feet refusing to obey. Integra’s eyes narrowed, and she looked at you with great interest, tilting her chin up, towering over you despite the distance.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” she murmured, her tone soft, almost kind, but the steel beneath it was unmistakable.

“Why are you here?” You asked, voice trembling despite your efforts to remain calm.

“Oh, I think you know why.” Her gaze traveled over you, sharp and assessing, as if weighing your very soul. “You’ve wandered into my domain, and now… now you belong to me.”

You tried to pull away, tried to move, but your body was rooted in place, bound by her will.

“Let me go,” you demanded, though the plea in your voice betrayed you. “Please…”

“Oh, but where would be the fun in that?” Integra’s smile widened, revealing a hint of something far more dangerous beneath that cool exterior. Far from it, she made a sign for you to come closer, her gloved fingers brushing against your cheek, the touch as cold as ice.

“I’ve been watching you from the distance, you know. Your struggle, your fear… it’s fascinating.”

You shivered, unable to break the eye contact, unable to do anything but stare up at her in terror. “What do you want from me?”

“To keep you,” she whispered, the words caressing your skin like a lover’s touch. “To possess you. To make you mine.” Her hand slid to the back of your neck, pulling you closer, and you could feel the heat of her breath against your ear. “No one will ever take you from me. No one else will ever have you.”

The finality in her tone left no room for argument. You were trapped, ensnared by her power, by the allure of her presence. And even as every fiber of your being screamed to fight, to flee, you knew, deep down, that there was no escape.

“Welcome to my world,” she whispered against your ear, her voice like a siren’s call, drawing you deeper into the abyss. Eventually she pulled you to the freezing water, sealing your demise with a soft kiss.

“You’re mine now. Forever.”

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing Chapter Two (Alucard x Reader)

Request: No

Warnings: Mentions of violence (it's Hellsing, what do you expect?), vampires, blood, cursing, weaponry, Alucard being an asshole, mentions of coffin/caskets, guns slight mention of non-conseual intercourse

Y/n

I stare at my ceiling, eyebrows furrowed as I try to concentrate on resuming my sleep. Why can’t I? Those words my father spoke to me earlier about him and mum keep repeating like some broken player in my head. It’s nearly maddening hearing him describe how she was so brutal and violent over and over and over again. With a groan I roll out of my bed and slip on some knee length socks before venturing out of my room. It’s always kept cold in the manor and it’s often the reason why many of the staff get sick. I quietly pad from my room to the far end of the hall down the stairs. It feels almost too easy. I reach out and twist the cold smooth handle of the door and twist the knob, only for it to stop about mid-way. Locked… I knew it was too easy, and as far as I know only three people have access to the basement: Alucard, my father, and Sir Integra, oh and Seras so that makes four. Who would the key be easiest to snag from?

“Looks like the little lamb has escaped her pen in favour of wandering around,” a deep voice I know all too well says from behind me.

I’d be a liar of I said he didn’t scare me, so I suppose I’m a liar because I will never admit such a thing.

“How many times must I insist you don’t fucking call me that?” I ask with a huff turning around and glaring up at him. “And I thought you were dead, dead people don’t grow so why are you so tall?”

At that he chuckles and I huff, not everything I say is so bloody funny that he as to laugh all the time. It makes me feel as if I missing out on some important joke. I move from under his form and as I do so I snag the key from his pocket, it may not be a good trait to have but I learned to pick pockets around the mansion, I do it in favour of causing a little chaos in my boring life here. I particularly like to take things from Sir Integra and have Alucard go on a little hunt for them, he still hasn’t found that pocket watch I took last year, its my proudest little heist I’ve done yet.

“Alucard, I’ve a question.” 

“Hm?” “How is it,” I start as I walk back over to the door and unlock it, “that you are centuries old and dno’t know when something has been stolen from you?”

I just hear a slight shuffle before a gloved hand comes into view and I drop the key on it.  

“Clever little lamb, do be carfuling stealing a vampires things. You might find that one is cursed,”

I shrug and ignore his words, he just loves to be all mysterious. I guess the books are right when they say vampires are like shadows and like to try and confuse people. I didn’t wake up late in the night to come and talk to him., I don’t believe I ever would. I open the door and shiver slightly as a gust of cold air rushes past me, I’m surprised that the door doesnt creak when I open it. Well should I really be, my father is diligent in his work as a butler around the place. The first step past the door frame makes me shiver and suddenly I wish I was wearing more than a night gown and some knee socks, the stone is cold and rough even through the socks. The first few steps make me realise maybe its best to do this in the daylight, but I reason that Alucard is more likely to be down here in the daylight hours. The deeper I descend down the dark stair way the smoother the stone becomes, the colder the air becomes, the more the hairs on my neck stand up. My hand runs along the wall, rough stone bricks guiding my down the case of stairs until I reach the bottom. There is something about this place the scream familiarity but that very well may be the call of sleep too. I walk down the corridor until I feel the urge to turn, and I do so. This happens for what seems like ages until a door finally shows some sort of light, in the room it seems to be some sort of secret entrance to the side of the estate…no this is an opening. There is an intricate system of halls, like a labyrinth, many ways stemming from this one faintly lit place. It’s so odd. I step on something wet that makes me stop and look down, but I don’t need to look to know what I stepped in. The metallic smell of rusted pennied had hit me long before I entered the room, but looking down at my white socks it is rather clear that it is blood I stepped in. It must be so moist down here that it never got the chance to evaporate. There is no way that this is recent, there is no body and it is sticky.

“Walter had quite the time down here with your mother, I know he’s told you tales of their time here.” His voice irritates me for some reason and I feel as if he shouldn’t be down here.

“Did he tell you that this is where she spent her last moments?”

“Your lying. Your filthy mouth tells nothing but lies, she wouldn’t die down here in this forgetten place.” I say defiantly. I refuse to believe that this is where she died, father always told me that she had died fighting for hellsing, not to one of her little playthings.

“Oh am I? Well if nothing I say is the truth then it won’t hurt to finish-” I cut him off, eyes searching for him in the dark, the bastard! “Don’t you dare finish talking you walking leech! You have no right to lie about such an awful thing! Its not your place even if you are telling the truth!”

“Your mother died down here to a particularly fiesty vampire youngling, not even to a true child of the night. He violated her, tore apart her clothes while his partner made Walter watch, they took her and when she couldn’t take any more they bit her. Poor Walter couldn’t handle it, he tore apart every single ghoul and vampire he could get his hands on after wards. Starting with your mother.”

I feel him appear by me and my first reaction is to hit at him and I do. I hit and punch and kick at him screaming curse and anything else my mind can come up with to scream at him.  

“That wasn’t your place! How could you! You liar! That’s all a lie! She wouldn’t-he wouldnt let that happen! He wouldn’t…how could he let that happen?” My screams and cries are reduced to silent juttering motions of my body, breathing labored as the cold from the basment seeps into my bones, my vision begins to fade slowly as I finally feel tired enough to fall asleep. I don’t want to fall asleep in this liars arms so i push my self away, stumbling to the ground. My vision catches a glimpse of a stone slab, it reads: In loving memory of Y/M/N ‘Black Widow’ L/n; Hellsings second most valubed asset and number one mother.

I really hope that you're enjoying this for anyone who is reading it! Always feel free to hand me some criticism and request something. My box is open!

[e114-6i11]

Cutie ❤️

[ninihousebears3000]

Reader doesn’t have to look like Leon. I always write y/n as poc even though I don’t make it apparent.

Leon S. Kennedy!reader X Alucard (Hellsing)

The president’s second child was kidnapped during a trip volunteering with their college. The United States sends only one man to do the job.

I wonder what amv he’s thinking about.

In your briefing it was mentioned that a top secret British organization known as Hellsing would provide their aide if they see fit.

Your mission had already gone awry as the two local officers escorting you were brutally murdered by the villagers.

And the villagers don’t seem to be the most human either.

You fought tooth and nail wave after wave barely surviving against the mutant villagers.

Some even twice your size wielding chainsaws just to add flavor.

But strangely you felt there were eyes on you. Well of course there were eyes on you you were the number one target.

And then that haunting church bell rang and all the mutants dropped their weapons. Chanting an ominous phrase as they sauntered into the church.

“Where’s everyone going, bingo?”

After a moment where all activity seemed to be silent. You found a room with a typewriter. You took this moment to bandage your wounds, reorganize your attache case, and reestablish communications with your handler. That you’re totally not simping for. (You totally are you love their voice)

Emerging from the shadows was a freakishly tall man in a red trench coat with a large hat and round sunglasses to match. You’ve had enough of large men in trench coats appearing out of nowhere.

But this one felt different. One he was not bursting through a wall. And this one was grinning at you. Which made you think that this one felt more human than the others. Though the gnarly fangs did make you question the human part.

“And you are?” You ask with your gun aimed at him.

And together you two embark on a mission rescuing baby hawk and taking down the vampire behind this bio terrorist attack.

Alucard admires your strength, resourcefulness, that round house kick, and your corny one liners.

Oh how he loves to hear those one liners. They just come out your mouth so naturally.

You know what else he wants to hear come out your mouth naturally?

The perseverance of your human spirit is truly captivating. And your extreme bravery inspires passion in him.

Seeing as this is your introduction to supernatural creatures and not monsters created in a lab. Alucard is explaining in great detail the specs of his guns.

He loved watching you try out the Casull. The look in your eyes when you saw its exploding rounds.

How’d the hell did a private organization make these?!

You do freak out at how Alucard NEVER DODGES!!

Alucard chuckles at how a certain spy dressed in red that you also were clearly attracted to leapt away from your life again.

Although, you can’t say you really enjoy your work like Alucard. Constantly, fighting the same threats that destroyed your city that caused it to be wiped from history. Another aspect he’d admire you for.

The thought of you joining the Hellsing Organization did make him smirk. He’d get to see you more often. And you’re a very capable soldier.

Bittersweetly you and Alucard go your separate ways.

But you never left his mind.

*Alucard being Alucard*

Y/n: Is he always like that?

Seras: Yeah, you won’t get used to it.

Of course you and Seras become besties.

If you do join the Hellsing Organization you do let one of your one liners slip in front of Integra. And Seras can barely hold in her laughter.

[lady-snowbl00d]

~ Full Masterlist ! ~

Multifandom

To be updated as more fandoms and work will be added:

Hellsing Ultimate {Alutegra}

~ An Offering of Blood (full) {One shot. A stressed Integra hurts herself and she decides not to let the blood go to waste. Alutegra +shippy. Rated M +warning: angsty, blood drinking, explicit self harm depiction, and a little dirty.}

~ Proposition (multichapter) {Integra plans to proceed with marriage arrangements to continue her bloodline, but wants to gain some, uh, experience. Basically plot is weak excuse for smuttiness. Rated E so 18+only please, ty.}

Proposition {Chapter 1}

Proposition {Chapter 2}

~ Exquisite Torture {Integra needs information from a certain magician - She decides to enlist Alucard's help to get the information out of him. Mild flirty Alutegra. Not explicit, just the usual dark themes. More of a character study.}

TBOSAS/Hunger Games {Coriolanus Snow}

~ Unnamed, Coriolanus Snow x female reader/Y/N (full) ~ {Coriolanus Snow being creepy and touchy as you sleep at your desk. Young Pres Snow or Head Gamemaker; can be read as either.}

~ Undisclosed Desires & Power Plays (multichapter) {Post-TBOSAS. Takes place when Snow is Head Gamemaker and he has to work with someone who doesn't exactly like him. Enemies-to-enemies with weird shit going on. Super dark themes. Will turn into rated E prob.}

{Chapter 1}

{Chapter 2}

{Chapter 3}

{Chapter 4}

[aquarium-ina-bag]

Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 3

No trace ch3

Words: 1.2k

Relationships: Wednesday x Reader

Warnings: threats, weapons mentioned

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The typewriter clicking was inconsistent, Wednesday was usually able to pour out her thinking throughout the whole hour or more, but this was an off pattern, she constantly took pauses, ripping up pages she didn’t like, and the flow was all wrong. Enid caught on, obviously worried.

"Are you okay? Your typing is off balance, and it’s ticking me off." 

"I’m fine." Frustration filled the goth’s tone.

The blonde scoffed. "Clearly not; you sound like you’re about to chuck a knife into someone." 

"I just might."

"Come on Nes, talk to me!"

"Why should I?"

"Oh my gosh, I’ve never seen you this stubborn about something." Enid picked up Thing as well as herself to walk to the grumpy sack in a chair. 

"Do you happen to know what Mr. Kovacs assigned today in class?" The raven asked

"The anatomy teacher? I don’t have him remember; wait a minute!" Enid started to get giddy. "You don’t know the assignment because you were having a little staring contest with your rival fencer! Ajax and Kent told me, "You guys couldn’t stop looking at each other!" She started to laugh.

Wednesday going to make those two into a belt and a village meal.

"She’s nothing but a distraction. Of course Fish sauce, and that Greek tragedy wouldn’t be paying attention." 

"Plus, you know, Mr. Kovács doesn’t give periods the same work, you’re going to have to ask someone that was in your period. Or," the wolf’s smile bared her fangs. "You can ask your rival in staring contests and fencing."

That was the last thing she wanted to do, but she understood that might be the route she needed to take. "Enid, question. Do you know anything more about this little pesky insect?"

"Uhm, kinda! She’s usually at the school gym, but the furs gym, which is pretty impressive because we have heavier equipment, you remember Eugene’s theory, it’s a possibility it could be true because she has this huge tattoo on her back, the wolves said it was a big scorpion with the Roman numeral X, no idea what that means, but it looks pretty cool." Enid blabbered 

Wednesday nodded. "Do you know where they’re from?"

"Actually, last year when I looked them up, nothing popped up, not a social media account, not even family accounts that match up, but what’s funny, that rich female billionaire has the same last name as them, they look nothing alike though, so I doubt they're related. What’s her name again? Something with an I? Anyway, nothing with the place of birth, not a birthday, zero, nada." Enid continued to annotate. 

"How formidable. The rich billionaire is named Integra, my father envies her." 

"Anyways," Enid added emphasis to the s. "I’m going to hang out with Yoko, Divina, and Bianca. You should come with, get your mind off Y/n for once." 

"I’m alright; sadly, I need to find the creature. I desist from holding a zero in that horrid class."

"Well, you better hurry." The colorful girl turned to face the window, the crescent moon almost hovering in the middle of the world. "Almost curfew, If admin catches you you’re done for." 

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Wednesday roamed around the school, heading for the gym, hoping to find you there, but no luck. The next best thing was to find your dorm room. She found herself at the door of her beloved principal, opening the double doors like she owned the place. 

"Why Wednesday, what are you doing here at such an hour?" Weems looked up from her laptop. 

"Where’s Y/n L/n’s residence located?" The raven asked.

"I believe in the administration’s hall. Why do you ask?" 

"Work purposes, a project for anatomy."

"Oh, the one that Mr. Kovács assigned? That is partner work. I heard you and Y/n dueled in your fencing class; I’m pleased you didn’t take it to heart and are now befriending them."

Wednesday grimaced, "This isn’t befriending; we merely conversed. I don’t think I can have another conversation with anyone in that class again, they just know what we’re doing but just so happened to distract me. I presume it was a part of their plan to become mutuals." 

"You said similar things about Ms. Sinclair, look at you now, your eyes softening when she speaks." Weems smiled behind her coffee mug.

Wednesday rolled her eyes "I must be going now, thank you for the minute amount of help." And with that, Wednesday was off to your dorm room.

When she reached your door, there was a small whiteboard hanging on the door with the large words knock written on it. She complied with the request, hitting the door two times. 

She heard a somewhat muffled voice from behind the door: "Come in!" It sounds like you

The girl opened the door and was immediately bombarded with new scents, sounds, sights, and feelings. It was almost overwhelming. Her nose was filled with blue lotus, You smelled like that a lot; it was very euphoric. The aroma forcefully calmed her down. The low sound of some artists played on a record she’s never heard of and didn’t want to know the room looked pretty neat and looked overcluttered, but everything had a place that made it look clean—lots of knick-knacks. An abundance of vinyls; special ones were placed on a wall-mounted shelf; they were signed; plants; and tanks for animals, but none of them looked like they had any animals for it just built like the perfect environment; you clearly weren’t sharing a dorm with anyone (lucky you); you had a variety of electronics, from a TV to a handheld device which was the newest model of the brand; lots of jewelry, almost all gold; large diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and others. Who paid for this? This stuff really fits you; oh yeah, that's what she came here for—you.

You were standing near a tank; almost half of it was filled with sand, and the top had a small plant to create a sort of shade. There was a tunnel system in the sand—some sort of bug? You looked around for something in it until you turned to your visitor.

"Oh hey Wednesday, how can I help you on this lovely night?"

It would be lovely if she wasn’t here. "I want to accept your offer." She spoke up 

You flashed a smile "Oh really? "I'm surprised you came to me instead of the teacher."

How did you know that, Wednesday was still stuck in thought, and she looked you up and down. You wore a baggy tee just past your hips, and wrapped around said hips were black shorts stopping at your knees. She continued to look down at your legs. You had pretty strong legs, muscles were prominent even though you didn’t flex them at all. She kind of wanted to see what they looked like when flexed. What is she thinking? Your shins are almost covered by high socks. The goth met your eyes again. 

"I would have been scolded if he found out, but are you going to join me or not?"

You would join her in anything—death, life—what in the world are you thinking? "You don’t even know what the project is about." 

"Then what is it?"

"We have to pick a creature and gather its diet. Then give it to Mr. Kovy." You explained 

"Okay, that seems simple enough, but are you going to join me or not?" She repeated 

"Of course, madam." You grinned and jokingly bowed 

This was going to be a long week.