#millennium hellsing

[alucardsathomewife]

Panty & stocking + Hellsing Ultimate part 2

[bl00dcakedbunn1e]

Hellsing funfact!

Luke Valentine is inspired off of one of the guys in the electronic music duo “The Chemical brothers”

[bsidebanshee]

Guess who 🤓

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Hello. Can I request Alucard, Luke, Jan and Tubalcain with S/O, who is very awkward and clumsy when it comes to love?

Sure thing anon! Coming right up, sorry if they seem a little out of character but I did my best! Hope you like it, and feel free to request any time.

Jan:

Jan thinks it’s really cute but at the same time he’s also pretty clumsy when it comes to romance. You both fumble around asking each other things, the first time you nearly had a panic attack asking him to take you out somewhere nice. He took you out to the club and you both had a good time but Jan was internally freaking out. Of course when you got home his brother told him he was an idiot and that you should’ve been taken somewhere fact but you told him it was perfectly fine. When you try to give him things he gets flustered and you mistake that for him not liking it, you both have a lot to figure out.

Alucard:

At first, he thinks that you're just kidding around with him, but when he figures out that you truly are a mess when it comes to romance he intends to take full advantage of it. He teases you when you get him things or when you fumble over your words and mix up gifts. If you get upset about it he’ll make sure you know that your efforts however clumsy they are, are very much appreciated. When you try to set things up for him they often go awry but he still appreciates it all the same.

Luke:

Unlike the others he really tries to teach you how it’s supposed to be done. Jan laughs at the way your dynamic works, he’ll take you out and you’ll try to give him a compliment but it really comes out as a bad pick up line that manages to make you both cringe. He appreciates your efforts but has taken the job of being the romantic one. He really wants to take you on dating lessons. But he loves you, romantic clutz ir not.

Tubalcain:

He find it funny seeing your reactions as you two trade smooth and big so smooth one liners to each other. He has made you choke on your wine more times than you would ever admit. You stumble over your words and mix up your sentences and even accidentally break the things you’ve made for him. He keeps you away from all of his equipment on such romantic endeavours because you’ll end up hurting your self.

I hope this is what you meant, I wasn’t really sure. Have a great day!

[ajstudio]

And let's not forget Walter in this cast of morally grey characters. This man pretended to be Alucard's friend as a means to study him so he could kill him later gave information about Alucard to a surviving Nazi army of artificial vampires and death seekers who used him as a pawn for their goals just as much as he used them to best Alucard, and left an orphaned 12-year-old Integra at the mercy of her power-hungry uncle hoping she would release Alucard.

What was Walter going to do if he came home to a dead Integra in a cold cell far from the corpse of Alucard who had to watch her get shot helplessly by her uncle and because the drops of her blood were falling at an area of the cell mummy Alucard couldn't lap up leaving him a powerless husk like Integra found him originally?

Would he have woken up then? Richard Hellsing would've been executed for manslaughter, Hellsing would be been dissolved, and Walter would've been out of a job. How would he handle having Sir Islands and a freed Alucard (if he is revived after everything else mention) heaving down his neck for leaving Integra by herself?

He also is part of the reason the Valentine Brothers attacked Hellsing HQ resulting in the death of the soldiers stationed that day becoming lunch for the enemy and ghouls later. Sir Islands said Director Integra was obligated to put them out of their misery as their leader but part of that responsibility should've fallen to Walter by that same logic. Not as a leader but as a guilty party.

Those men had families who would never see them anymore then they would learn how they died, and their blood is on Walter's hands.

He likely notified Millennium where Alucard, Pip, and Seras would be before they arrived in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil.

He was gracious enough to supply Alucard and Seras with weapons powerful enough to put out an armored tank which came in handy against the armed ghouls, but he planted a fail-safe bomb in Alucard's Jackel and gave the remote for the bomb to the Doktor. Did he also supply Millennium with weapons?

Walter C. Dornez might've redeemed himself by ending the Doktor, his research (let's face it if Russia or China got a hold of the Doktor the world wouldn't be ready for their armies anymore than England was), and releasing Mina Harker of her misery with the dwindling time and strength he had left, but he lost a lot before got to that point.

Walter C. Dornez. The fool made up of fifty shades of questionable grey.

People always sayin there is no one good in Hellsing

I beg to differ!!!

[wheregoodthingsthrive]

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[east-side-militia]

again so sorry for the inactivity accept this as an apology gift?

[author4013]

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

[congchuamiyasakaa]

[cry-ptidd]

Attacks in London.

[madarasgirl]

A Night for Hunting Ch.22 -Hell on Earth

C/W: Alucard (Ultimate) x F!Reader, Millennium, Nazis, canon-typical violence WC: 5256

I’m trying to control my bad habit of switching perspectives within a scene, which I used to do liberally when it was between only Alucard and the Reader. It was an easy and quick way to include Alucard’s POV as well. But from here on, the Reader only knows what she knows, so I’ll behave myself…

The Millennium characters are some of the hardest to write since they’re like caricature villains at their best. I don't even like the Millennium cast besides the Captain.

Excerpt under the cut

Your gaze roamed the crowd of warmongers onstage. The Major, a brutal looking woman covered in tattoos holding a scythe, the Doc, the boy with cat ears. Your eyes paused on a behemoth of a man. He was as tall as Alucard. Shaggy white hair peeked out, but his features were otherwise obscured by a cap. You felt his gaze and suppressed a chill. 

Horrifying power wasn’t necessarily evil. It was simply horrifying. But these Nazis, they were evil. And there were few things in the world as dangerous as people who believed they were right.

"And why am I here?”

"What a question. I did not expect Alucard to suffer a daft woman. You are here to be a witness to our drill. That is, after you help us invite Alucard to participate.”

All this was...training? The callous truth was worse than the assumption that you were only to be the hostage who lures Alucard to wherever their prepared ‘battlefield’ would be.

The Major liked to monologue. One of those self-important men who talked a lot, but said very little. “We have allies throughout the world who would join our cause. Decades of painstaking data collection to engineer ever greater troops. We have built monsters, though we aim towards true Midians. Train them, equip them, and command them. No longer is simple warfare adequate for our needs. Gentlemen, I call for a Great War, worthy of one in Hell itself. We are the Letzte Battalion!”

“Krieg, krieg!” The crowd chanted.

“Yes, then war it is… I expect the world to burn.”

In the calm before the storm, suddenly you saw him for what he was. The Major was only a man. Once upon a time, he was human, and like many others, he desired the powers and temptations of immortality. He may be the worst yet, arrogant beyond imagination and ambitious. Alone he was no match for Alucard, but how many vampires did he have in this army?

You were not strong in body, but words were a weapon you wielded well. The Nazis did not respect meekness. Neither could you be brazen in your disrespect. This was almost a reminder of home, the games of Hellsing’s staff, except no one was here to defend you at all. The atrium was silent after the delivery of the Major’s speech. The vampires below thrummed with soundless anticipation for the war to come.

"He isn't a monster, you are," you said, braving the Major's mercurial moods by stating the truth.

~To be Continued~

Ch.23 -The Art of War

[friedrichnapier]

-The Empress's order-

[bl00dcakedbunn1e]

WITCHY WOMAN

[alucardsathomewife]

zorin muscle mommy?

Nah

Sketch of Seras holding Pip ❤️

[jetsetlifemademeghost]

Terrible, terrible man

[kajo-sesshu]

I'll just hope I don't get f♡cking banned, okay? BUT IN GENERAL I JUST LOVE HIM, HE'S MY FAVORITE BOY---