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[unistaryo]

Open door[Alucard (Hellsing) x Reader] Oneshot

Summary:After completing a mission together, you and Alucard find yourselves trapped in a mansion. The vampire finds it the perfect moment to confess his feelings to you.

The situation was ironic, really. How come, out of all the missions Alucard went through, the one you accompanied him on proved to be the most difficult? All you two needed to do was find a vampire and destroy it. Simple. But, at the very end, after it was killed, a dark truth revealed itself. 

 You and Alucard were locked inside a corridor full of doors, but none could be opened. They were guarded by a cluster of dying stars, which kept their distance from the walls. It was almost as if they didn’t want to damage their old companion. Why would they? Nobody wants to make their loved ones suffer, do they? Not even Alucard.

 That’s why he always protected you, always ready to destroy everything that dared to attack your wellbeing. He cared about you in a way he never did for anyone, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in centuries. He plans to cherish it as long as he can, but he also can’t contain himself from showing it in his unique way.

“So… you really can’t see the open door you have right here?” he mentions while smirking. 

“No! Where it is, Alucard?” you respond with a defeated expression, the vampire only laughs back. This only irritates you more, so, without thinking beforehand, you grab him by his arm.

”Listen-” you begin to speak only for him to interrupt you “You really are a blind one, my dear.” With that, he takes your hand in his and brings it to his chest, where his heart is supposed to be, “It’s right here, to my soul.”

 You remained still, breathing stopping for a moment before your heart began to search for a way out. Getting out of there wasn't a priority anymore.

[unistaryo]

Don't tell, don't fear [Alucard (Hellsing) x Reader(Oneshot)]

Summary: Since the disappearance of your neighbour, Seras Victoria, strange and unsettling occurrences have begun to unfold in your home.

// Okay, I had this in my drafts since the New Year's, but I forgot to post it. So I do it now.

And here is the poem I wrote for this oneshot, if you're interested:

‘Don’t tell, don’t fear,

It is all to hear, all to see.

Yours to dream, mine to think

See me in the realm.’

‘Don’t tell, don’t fear,

It is all to hear, all to see.’

 A couplet that has been haunting you for weeks now.  It first started appearing when someone that you lived in the complex with, Seras Victoria, disappeared. You last saw her right before she went on that vicious mission, after which no one saw her in the neighbourhood again. 

 Of course, rumours started to spread quickly, who doesn’t like good gossip after all? Some say that she was killed alongside her entire police team on the mission, others that she had met someone and just went to live somewhere else. But still, she left her belongings here and no one has come to the apartment yet. Just what happened to the girl? You don’t know, and it seems that it somehow got you in this situation.

 You were just coming from work when you found the message written on your door, a two-line poem. Written in some strange liquid that seemed like blood:

‘Don’t tell, don’t fear,

It is all to hear, all to see.’

 The police don’t seem interested in your case anymore. They still haven’t found any leads on how or when the messages were left, let alone who.

 “That’s all we can do,” the young policeman told you in an almost apologetic tone, “maybe try and move somewhere else.”

 It is as if you didn’t try to escape this by sleeping anywhere besides your apartment– hotels, friends’ houses- yet every time you find the message written somewhere. It was a lost cause, you should just pray that it won’t get you killed- or worse.

 As such, you walked back to your house, a defeated look on your face. What else can you do? Whoever or whatever left you these messages seems to be intangible, almost inexistent, detectives couldn’t even find a trace of someone else in your home.

 The moment you stepped inside, the message appeared on your door once again. But this time, something was different. The words moved in different ways, almost like they were alive.

 “Don’t tell, don’t fear,” a strange voice suddenly echoed in the room. It seemed to be a man’s. " Don’t fear.” The words now started to merge, forming a strange figure. 

 At the sight, you started to panic, screaming for help as you ran deeper into your home. Maybe you could find something to protect yourself with. 

 “It’s all to hear, all to see,” the voice was now clear, and the strange creature chuckled as footsteps slowly approached you. “Yours to dream, mine to think”, the poem! Did it continue the poem?

 You were now in the kitchen, knife in hand, cross in the other. Whatever it was that was chasing you, it surely was demonic. “See me in the realm.��

 Now, the poem was completed, and there was a tall man in front of you. No, it wasn’t a human, his demeanour, his features, were of a monster. One which seemed to target you.

  It chuckled softly as if it wanted to tame you. A beast who stole the face of a human wanted you, if not, then why it didn’t hurt you yet? Why it didn’t want to eat you, to free you from its game once and for all? His pale complexion, which was a pleasant contrast to its dark costume and red coat seemed more than pleased with the situation, as indicated by the grotesque smirk it holds. 

 “Come on,” a deep, almost alluring voice echoed, “why so afraid all of the sudden?” The monster’s tone was disapproving, yet amused. But any other clear emotions were hidden by its glasses.  Then, it slowly moved forward, it was testing you.

 An unspoken pact, that’s what it was. If you let it come too close, your every fear will become a reality, if not, the same thing will happen, but it will end a lot more slowly. After all, it didn’t want the fun to end just yet.

  Thud. It was even closer. Thud. Your shaking hands pointed the knife at its heart. Thud. He was your new master, you lost. So, that’s what happened to Seras, she was now under this creature’s influence.

 His hand closed over yours, guiding the knife to his chest. The blade hovered over his heart, trembling. Was he taunting you—or daring you to act? He tested your limits once again. And you had given in. Your resolve crumbled under the weight of your fear, your desires twisting into something dark and unrecognizable. You gave in, letting him claim every part of you—your thoughts, your fears, your will. The cross made a hard sound as it fell on the floor.

 “Don’t tell, don’t fear,/ It is all to hear, all to see. Yours to dream, mine to think/See me in the realm.” it chanted again while stabbing himself. His red eyes devoured your reaction, all too pleased, as he began again, “Desire is a curious thing, don’t you think? It binds, it blinds, and yet it leads you straight to me. Tell me, little one, what do you crave most? I already hold your soul; perhaps I’ll take your dreams next.”

 His free hand moved to hold you by your lower back. You were now his.

[unistaryo]

Limerence [Alucard (Hellsing) x Reader] Oneshot

summary: The reader, employed at Hellsing, wrestles with unrequited feelings for Alucard while grappling with their emotional turmoil during his absence on a mission.

//author's note:

Heyy!! This is the first fanfic that I've ever posted, so I hope you like it! (side note: if you think something could be improved please tell me)

The moon was at its peak, her long, ripped veil hiding the world at night, fearful of the uncaring sun, whose radiant, almost godly, presence destroyed everything that could not hide from it. What should he care? It’s not like humans will blame him for all the crimes committed in his light, not even his own. They need him to see the truth, after all. Who wouldn’t believe something they see clearly? Who wouldn’t want to know the truth he hides within himself, protected by the same costume that helps them so much? Perhaps that’s why the so-called monsters tried to uncover it, only to be punished, so they never dared to walk around its presence again.

 Only the forgiving queen, who always danced with her king, to help them forget their agony for a few hours. Maybe that is why she was also trying to protect me, hovering me with a piece of her veil. She sensed my agony, my despair. Where was my beloved now? Was he still alive? Of course, he is, you foolish human, he is almost as powerful as the sun. Probably he already finished his mission and is killing time elsewhere, away from this place, away from me. But why would he do something like that to someone who longs for him so much? No, why he wouldn’t? What am I to him but one of the many who desire him? Maybe I’m lucky if he sees me as a tool, a meal he might someday be approved to have. He isn’t even mine; I only think of him as so, letting him invade my mind. He probably doesn’t even think of me outside of the few interactions we have. Oh, Alucard, how I wish you knew my despair. How I wish you were beside me, your cold body warming against mine as I confess my deepest secrets to you, searching for relief. How I wish to protect you, to shower you with every pleasure you could imagine. How I wish to… to… have you beside me… But, all I can have are the stories I create to erase my loneliness and hide away the tears that, like now, are flooding my face…

 Maybe, someday, I won’t be alone, here, in my room, standing with my back on a wall facing the window, crying and waiting for his touch.

[unistaryo]

Irina (OC) x Integra (romantic headcanons)

//This is a request from @irinachka21. Hope you like them!!✨

Irina and Integra most likely spend a lot of time together playing the piano

I personally headcanon that Integra was forced to learn a musical instrument when she was little, and those were the moments when she actually felt like some sort of normal child, so she finds a strange comfort when she does so. This results in a lot of dates where she and Irina play the piano together, or something similar

Irina oftentimes helps the Hellsing organisation with information, after all, she has a lot of acquaintances in the KGB

I feel like Irina is also extremely street-smart, and is most likely one of the reasons Hellsing can sometimes infiltrate more easily into the underground life of Uk

Unfortunately, Integra is an extremely busy and distant person, so she and Irina can go even weeks or months without saying a word to each other

Also, both Irina and Integra had rough childhoods and were forced to grow up too fast, so their arguments are pretty common and intense. Mainly due to Integra and her often forgetting or straight up ignoring her own emotions, or even her lover

 Walter is usually the mediator between them

Speaking of him, I feel like he would somewhat ‘adopt’ Irina at some point, most likely learning her weak spots

He definitely knows about her past and who she is, so he would sometimes make Integra cautious of Irina in small ways, leading to more arguments

But he also cares or protects her, after all, he also wants Integra to be happy, even with someone who was associated with the KGB

Integra attends almost all of Irina’s performances but prefers if she plays it privately for her. It feels more intimate that way.

Whenever Irina has problems caused by her brain injuries, like seizures or something, Integra becomes a worrywart. She is constantly by her side and commands Walter and Alucard to help with any means necessary

Irina has a special couch in Integra’s office for her to sleep on

Integra will do everything, even command Irina directly, to not work too much, she doesn’t want her lover to pass out or worse

Definitely has some serum in case of emergencies for Irina to use in her office 

[unistaryo]

Modus Vivendi [Bruce Banner/Hulk (Avengers: EMH) x Reader (Oneshot)]

// I can't find the person who requested this. Sorry.

Summary: After a blast meant for Hulk injures you during a battle, both Bruce and Hulk debate whether they should stay in your life

 Who’s fault was it really?

 Bruce’s for letting the situation escalate so much or yours for not doing anything sooner? Come to think of it, maybe it was a common share.

 It was too quick, too difficult for someone to react on time. Plus, it wasn’t a soul that would ever suspect that something like this could even happen. After all, you were both Bruce’s and Hulk’s everything, their guiding light and grounding thought. Surely it was just an accident, everyone seemed to think so, except Hulk, and Banner.

 Yet, there you are, hurt by your lover, the one who vowed never to hurt you. He felt disgusted with himself, how did he even do this and why?

 It all happened because of him if he hadn’t been so violent if he had remained in control. Maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t be looking at him with such fear, why did he do it?

 You are lying there, right in front of him, hurt, with your backside and arm damaged from the fight, and a face of pure horror. Your eyes, which were once so bright and delightful, full of love and the stupidity that came with it, were now made of a fallen light, you couldn’t even recognise your lover anymore. Did Bruce really want this? Or maybe Hulk?

 Hulk looked angry and emotionally dishevelled. How dare you put yourself in such a danger? How can you throw yourself in front of a blast that was designed especially to kill him? Did you not realize the possible outcome? If he didn’t react on time, you would have been dead. Why did you protect a monster, a misfit like himself? Hulk couldn’t comprehend why. 

 So, he did what he thought was right, he gently took you in his arms and carried you to safety, to the Avengers. After all, they’re the ones who see him as something else than a monster, beside you. The minute you even laid eyes on him, you saw the person in him, not the freak.

 Once he reached the Avengers who were now gathered after the intense fight, he slowly put you down, to let the others see your state. And he even updated them on your situation, “They took a blast that was meant for me, make sure they’re okay.”

 And then he left you, deciding to never speak to you again, for your good.

 But, some decisions can change.

 It was only after a few weeks that he started to pry on your home again. He needed to see you. After all, you are one of the few things that can calm him down in a way nothing can’t. And he needs you, both Bruce and Hulk do. That’s why Bruce started talking directly to Hulk again.

 “We need to see her,” Bruce began with a sad and commanding tone, “I am also afraid of what might happen, but… I can’t anymore and I know you can’t too.”

 Hulk only grumps in response, not moving from his hiding place near your home. 

 “Listen to me, at least leave before we have our hopes up.” The scientist’s tone was now one of pure defeat. But before Hulk could move, your voice echoed from his right.

 “Glad to see you again, Bruce- I mean Hulk.”

[unistaryo]

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you can call me Unistaryo, Uni, or whatever nickname you choose

I use she/her

I'm a high schooler

age: 17

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I'm from Romania

I have a very fucked up sense of humour

English is my second language so I'm sorry in advance for any grammatical errors and so on

I'm open to discussion (but there's a change I won't respond right away)

my current obsession is Hellsing

I adore animals

I want to do a lot of things

I really like to crochet and read

correct me about anything as long as you're doing it respectfully

I don't have a posting schedule, it depends on my time, motivation and inspiration

logic is my sworn enemy

I don't feel comfortable writing smut (I don't know why)

my favourite book is 'The Little Prince'

I mostly listen to rock, metal, hip-hop, rap, pop and classical music

my favourite manga is 'Drifting Dragons'

most of the time, I'm unorganised

Have a nice day!!🎆