#“also Alucard is hot”

[ryanthel0ser]

[dont-need-one-of-these-do-i]

Working on a new rendering style, Integra’s up next.

[wilhelmina-tepes]

This is a fanfic dump

Finally decided to post some of the fanfic I've written. The current flavor is Adrian Tepes. tags for blood drinking and smut. Because why not.

 Alucard might not need it but he wanted it. You lay beneath him devoid of all thoughts, your mind purged by the pleasure he’s so willing to give. Your arms are pinned above your head, one of his hands on each of your wrists as he slides downward dragging touch and taste with him. You cry out his name in pure wanton lust and he feels it. Almost as if his fangs pulse with every thought, he swallows your moans and tries to not think about you unraveling beneath him while he drinks from you. For a moment he considers it, nipping at your bottom lip as his mouth travels downward. What would you taste like arching your back in ecstasy, his cock buried in you to the hilt as he sunk his fangs in? He knows you would love it. But he tells himself that it is too dangerous that he’s not like that…. Which only makes him want it more.

Lips, tongue, and teeth lavish your breasts with needy attention as he drags his nails across your thighs urging you to part for him. Alucard tells himself that if he can devour you as you come it will sate that craving inside him, that hearing you moan his name will tame the animal trying to claw its way out of him. But he knows you want this…you would completely unhinge.

No. He can’t entertain the thought. He loves you but… if it is wanted....perhaps.

Your belly is covered in kisses as he makes his way down leaving a wet trail with his tongue that traces directly to the slit concealing your innermost folds…he wants that too. He’s so careful to kiss you reverently along your hidden petals and you are so very wanting, liquid desire weeping for him. You cry out when he lightly tongues your clit before slithering inside to get a taste. It makes him want it more…no this was supposed to satisfy that craving. His tongue lavishes you with praise until you are bucking your hips against his mouth as you arch your back. can’t stop.... won’t stop….

You’re pinned again, his lithe but strong form holding you.

“Can I….?”

“Yes… mmnng what?" All you want is more of him.

“I want to drink you.” It’s a low whisper and he feels the shiver wrack through your body.

Alucard almost feels bad admitting it but he tells himself that he is good for asking and not just taking, but you wouldn’t have denied him anyway. You answer with a moan and a shake of your head, and he tells himself that’s enough.

As he slides inside you, so slick and wet for him, you moan in unison from the intrusion thick and tight at each end. Your back arches again crying out his name….his actual name….

“Adrian….” It’s barely a sigh followed by a silent moan at the sudden increase in his pace. 

He’s losing it. This will take him and he will have you. 

Alucard is driving both your pleasures as you spasm around him so close to unraveling. He thrusts rapidly and then loses himself pulling your head to the side and sinking his fangs into your flushed neck. Your pleasure takes you suddenly. The feel of his cock inside you coupled with the intense, overwhelming fire in his bite, the feel of his tongue against your skin as he drinks……you hold on to him as if all of existence depends on him. Alucard feels you spasming beneath him, coaxing him, his orgasm possesses his very being as he bites down a little harder trying to contain the animal inside him. 

             He releases his bite, lapping at the wounds he caused, tears threaten to form in his eyes, so afraid he will hurt you. 

             “Adrian, that….it felt so good.”

              He’s ashamed when his cock twitches at the idea of taking you like this again, so, so very afraid he will let go….but he knew you would love it. Alucard leans into you taking your mouth in a passionate kiss before sliding his newly hardened member back into your sore cunt. Lapping at the wounds on your neck he restrained himself from biting down again. Your moans and soft cries are the most beautiful sounds driving him to buck into you, greedy for more. 

               “Adrian, please….”

               “I can’t right now my love, I don’t want to take too much.” He whispered into your ear pleading, unsure if it is you or himself he is trying to convince. “But I will again, I promise.”

               Still, he struggled but knew he could taste you again. Perhaps next time he could nibble other places….

[sidsinning]

Crispin Freeman as Alucard gotta be the sexiest mf I ever heard like gODDAMN he is sMOOTH and DEEP

Too bad he lookin like this 90% of the time

[the-crow-binary]

I have been having Thoughts about Alucard and Trevor and the act of drinking someone's blood thanks to @beevean............

For starters, those two were definitely bros. Absolute besties. Alucard is the introvert getting adopted by the charismatic extrovert Trevor, for sure. That's the them, I can't picture them as anything less than very close friends. And not anything more, lol, I am physically incapable of romantically shipping Alucard with anyone.

But how could Trevor show Alucard he trusts him, when Alucard is so insecure and afraid?

That's when the blood drinking comes into play... Maybe Alucard didn't need to drink blood. Maybe he did. But it doesn't matter, because Trevor offers it to him anyway, to show he trusts him with his very life. That he knows what Alucard is, and far from ignoring the darkest part of his nature... he embraces and accept it. Alucard is his friend, and a precious ally, and he values him as such. Being a hunter, letting himself be vulnerable to what others could perceive as a predator with no fear, nor doubt... it's the most remarkable show of trust Trevor could display for Alucard. Especially considering Alucard isn't any vampire, but Dracula's son.

But it goes even deeper when you remember that Trevor's blood is not just any blood. It's Belmont blood. Holy, but carrying a heavy duty, wich is passed down generations after generations. This blood is both Trevor's legacy, but also his burden to bear. The reason he's hated as much as he's loved. The reason he had to come to the Castle and fight Dracula to begin with. By drinking it, Alucard accepts to help him carry the weight of his fate, and lets him know that he isn't alone, and will never be. That's how he shows his trust and care for Trevor.

At the end of the day, it's not about feeding or sex. It's about sharing, finding solace in each other, knowing no one would ever be able to understand them as well as they understand each other. Knowing that no one would be able to carry each other like they can. Their bond only comes out of this stronger, knowing they can trust each other fully. Even if Alucard seals himself away to protect the world from his cursed blood, eventually, he won't stop carrying part of his friend's curse for him. Trevor will sleep better, knowing he had the chance to meet him, the chance to share with him the most sacred part of him. Neither will ever find someone like each other, ever again, but that's what makes their friendship so unique.

...anyway, i think they're neat. ❤️

[seoafin]

is there anything you can tell us about the alucard fic? no pressure to post!

yeahh!!!!

in my fic i think alucard is understandably hurt by your sudden disappearance. he spends the next 200 years thinking you abandoned him, while simultaneously grieving your death and nursing a bitterness, torn by desire and a betrayal he thinks he has no right to feel. you were never his. he entertained thoughts of you staying but he never expected it. yet it hurt more than he anticipated. he literally puts himself to sleep because he can't deal with it lmfao. during the reunion scene in nocturne he's surprised by how quickly it all melts away. every single horrible feeling. he's still in love with you. he feels like the fumbling dhampir who had watched you take the flowers he had gotten you, breath bated. you're alive. and you don't look a single day older than the last time he saw you, bathed in moonlight on his bed. he's confused. but also still down crazy bad. i think once you tell him the truth about everything he very very very very reluctantly accepts it (he'll find you in the future aka during his fbi agent era). the conversation is predated by a very uncomfortable conversation where you have to tell him that you're leaving. again. (after he tells you that he'll never forgive you if you leave him again and/or turn you into a vampire if you die). anyway after you leave, all alucard wants is to go to sleep until he can meet you in the future. but people keep on making him wake up to defeat world ending evil smh. (he can't meet you if the world ends before then right?)

[beevean]

🌹

Longish piece I'm proud of :3

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“I don’t… disturb you?”

“Why would you?”

“Because of my… nature.”

He pushes the last word through his shame. Terrible, horrifying images crowd his imagination, too vivid to be dismissed as childish concerns: of himself with eyes burning with the flames of thirst and long fangs dripping saliva and blood, tearing and mauling Hector to shreds in search of his life, eager to steal it for himself because that is what humans exist for, to nourish beasts like him, he gave himself to him in trust and he will destroy that trust—

“Adrian,” Hector snorts, without hesitation in using his name, “I’m surrounded by ferocious monsters who would love to make a meal out of me. Why would you bother me?”

The unmentionable answer lingers between them.

He is in his teeth, sharp enough to pierce human flesh. He is in his nails, that require thick leather to be hidden to the world. He is in his blurry reflection, in the way he furrows his brows or curls his lip. He flows in his veins, from his mind to his heart, dragging him away from his mother’s sun.

No matter where he goes, or what he does, or what he thinks, Adrian’s father is embedded in his self. And his father’s favorite General has been trapped under his wing for far too long, and Adrian does not have the heart to burden him further.

“Then, it seems that you have a queer fascination with creatures of the night.”

Hector cocks an eyebrow at Adrian’s feeble attempt at a joke.

“Don’t compare yourself with the likes of the demons that roam the castle.” The hand that rests on his shoulder is light, yet firm. “You are a beautiful man, of elegant looks and disposition: I have no reason to be repulsed by you.”

Adrian has been called beautiful more times that he had cared to count, empty platitudes from empty people who stretch jagged smiles on their faces to win the Lord’s favor. He cannot take pride in a stroke of luck that he did not earn by himself, so he swats them away. Yet, from Hector, the word acquires a different meaning, and a sweeter taste. He doesn’t know yet the words with which to express the heat suffusing in his chest, so it comes forward in the form of a kiss on Hector’s warm cheek.

When Hector kisses him again, it’s soft lips against lips and smile against smile.

[evvlogetarian]

I'm still reeling over how I finally got 2 meet @f13ndish in da flesh after 4 yrs!!! and hang out with my other pals this con has been so fun but so exhausting Q w Q can't believe I fucked up my line up by doing casual alucard 3/4 days sorry twisted wonderland...

[starapolo]

Since I really like Trigun (1998) and gory violence I decided to watch Hellsing (more specific Hellsing Ultimate). I can get behind the janky y2k CGI and the weird music choices but having a rape threat scene on like minute 3 was a punch to the face

[local-redhead-bookworm]

If I see one more person say that Hector deserved or wanted what Lenore did to him, I’m going to steal every left shoe in their house

[valmnera]

just because i like nocturne! annette does not mean i like the show. the bar is in hell. in a show where everyone sucks, she sucks less.

[caernua]

i am ready for my hair to grow out of this fuck ass bob ngl

[m00nchildthings]

ALUCARD X PREGNANT!READER

This story was based off of this one right here: https://www.tumblr.com/m00nchildthings/703854020457021440/mating-press-and-breeding-kink-with-alucard

if anything this can be read as a sequel where he managed to get you knocked up cw for pregnant reader, oral sex one sparing use of the reader being called mama, and alucard being a hovering creep towards you for carrying his child also slight pregnancy kink if you squint not even read over once bone apple teeth🧑‍🍳😙🤌

p.s. @yazzzmints @ch3rryistheg you asked and i delivered

“You’re hovering Adrian”.

“I do not hover,”

You sighed, closing the large ornate tome you had been reading and setting it on the small wooden table beside your chair. He was hovering and whether he was oblivious to it or simply choosing to be obtuse, he was doing it a hell of a lot more recently. You knew why though, you thought as you brought your hand over your swollen stomach. Seven months into your pregnancy and through every step Alucard had treated you and your unborn child like fine china perpetually teetering over a precocious edge.

“You are aware we won’t turn to ash the moment we leave your vision,” you said cheekily staring up at your dhampir lover. His eyes narrowed before he swept past you, moving to sit in the armchair beside your own. He sat there, for a moment beautiful like marble with his eyes closed, before turning to face you.

“I am very well aware of that,” he said, placing his chin in his hand as he peered at you. You hummed, turning away from him, instead choosing to focus on the crackling fireplace in front of you, pretending the warm embers floating around the wood were far more interesting than the golden haired man sitting next to you.

“Then I hope that you are also aware,” you began pausing to take a sip of the tea still hot on your side table “that fathers who hover around the pregnant wives are bound to produce children that do not enjoy their company,”

“That isn’t true,” you could see his brows furrow from your peripheral view, hiding your chuckle behind another sip of tea, you continued.

“It very well might be an old wives tale, but I have heard of children coming out fussy towards their fathers fresh out of the womb-,” you were cut off with a loud swoosh as Alucard gracefully stepped towards you settling down at his knees, hands placed on your stomach.

“You won’t dislike me right?” he directed at your stomach, brow even more wrinkled with worry “Surely they understand I am just so, eager, to meet them right darling?,”

He stared up at you now, golden eyes tense with worry, your lip wobbled as you held back your smile. Here before you on his knees was Alucard Tepes; one of the slayers of Dracula, the feared prince of the night that cut down his enemies like knives through butter- reduced to a simpering thing at the fear your child might come straight from you hating him. You relented not having the heart to tease him any longer you cradled his jaw in your hand.

“I was just teasing my love, surely our child will love you just as much as I,” immediately he relaxed, melting into the palm of your hand. His golden eyes cut up at you a small smirk tugging on his lips.

“You are cruel to do such a thing to your doting lover,” his alabaster hand gripped your wrist as he turned to lay a kiss in the fleshy part of your palm. “I treat you so sweetly and you insist on giving me heart palpitations.

“Consider it payback for what your hellspawn is doing to my body, I can barely make it from here to the door without my swollen ankles and aching spine objecting,” you said, bringing your hand away from him to stretch the intense cracking of your back emphasizing your point.

Alucard stood, staring down at you, he adored your changing body evidence of the growth of his child in you. You’d always been beautiful in his eyes, but something about knowing the swell of your stomach was from your baby growing inside of you, surely you were a goddess gifting him with the gifts of gifts. Bending down he looped his arms around your waist ignoring your grumbles of objection when he picked you up hoisting you into his arms until your knees hung over his elbows.

“Then allow me to be your legs,” you huffed rolling your eyes as Alucard toted you out of your rather comfortable reading room, you knew where he was taking you of course. The looming large ornate doors of your bedroom came into view as Alucard steadily carried you to them.

“Our bedroom,” you said flatly “I wonder what reason you could have for bringing me here Adrian,”

“I have no idea what you are implying deer,” he said, turning to press his back to the door, opening it with your combined weights. Barely holding back his impish grin (a look a great number of others refused to believe existed when you said he did so on the regular) he rushed you to your bed gently placing you on the downy mattress.

“Your feet must be killing you,” he said, gracefully moving to sit beside you and patting his lap. Begrudgingly you laid back against the comforter swinging your aching feet to his lap. He gently massaged your foot pressing his fingers into the soles of your feet soothing the pain that afflicted you. His talented hands seemed to pull all the aches from them knowing how to just work your body from months of repeated practice. A particularly forceful push into your left heel and you couldn’t hold back the moan that bubbled from your throat. Alucard smiled at you gently placing your feet on the bed beside him.

“See? So sweetly,” he said, placing his now free hand on your stomach.

“My body still aches,” you grumbled, still feeling the tension in your back

“I can help with that,”

“Your version of help is what got me into this predicament,” chuckling Alucard slowly spread your legs apart hiking your dress to just under your belly. There laid out before him nestled in a thatch of curls your cunt shined for him, already glistening with arousal. His slender fingers traced up the warm slit of your puffy lips noticing the audible hitch in your breaths

“If you don’t like my version of help then where are your undergarments,” he questioned, knuckles grazing up and down your quivering pussy

“They no longer -mmph- fit,” you moa, turning around to bury your head into the pillow.

“How lucky for me,” he murmured, just barely above a whisper as he sank down till his face was level with your heat “that my favorite snack is but a silk slip away from tongue,”

With one scathing breath his mouth was on you, pink lips pressing toward your own. His tongue wickedly lapped at you running wet circles around your throbbing clit before slipping its way into your clenching cunt. He couldn’t help the vibrating moans, near purrs that reverberated into you, as your juices flooded his taste buds. He couldn't help the way he ate at you ravaging your quim with every fiery stroke through your quivering lips. Your hands tugged at his golden locks pulling him closer and closer to your weeping cunt. How foolish, he thought as he drank up all you had to offer, why pull him close when you both know the last thought on his mind was pulling away?

Your orgasm crested, creeping up on you with each lascivious lick that toyed with your throbbing clit. It was with one particularly harsh suck that had you falling apart, melting apart like butter on warm toast your cunt creamed over your lover's tongue. Undeterred Alucard continued to viciously feast on your juices, moaning as they glossed his face. Clawed hands though gentle, held your hips in place as they began to buck so he could wrap his lips around your clit sucking on the shiny pearl undisturbed.

“A-Adrian please, s’too much I need-,” interrupting you Alucard sighed loudly, releasing your clit with an audible pop.

“You never let me have my fill,” he complained peering up at you over your swollen belly “but I know what you need,”

Rising Alucard reached for his trousers tugging the strings till his cock, heavy with a bead of precum pooling at the tip, fell free. Smiling and flashing those fangs of his wide he pulled your legs to wrap around his waist. Grabbing at his cock he lined the drooling pink head with your equally wet cunt, rubbing it between your lips and nudging at your clit. Gently he pushed inside of you, hissing as your heat slowly enveloped him till the hilt. The two of you rested there for a moment panting as your limbs tangled about each other. You whined under him, arms reaching towards him, hands making grabby motions for him. Alucard reached underneath you pulling you towards him. You both sat there, connected at your most intimate of places, your sweaty forehead resting on his cool one.

“Adrian,”

“Yes my love?”

“Fuck me.”

“Yes my love”

With a low chuffing noise, Alucard thrust up into you once, twice, three times, every one seeming to be deeper than the last. Your mouth hung agape as your lover continuously fucked up into you carving the shape of him deep into your cunt. Moans barely escaped you as every thrust seemed to steal your breath, your eyes stared into the golden ones of your lover unable to look away. Before you could process Alucard's hand gripped your ass holding you towards him as he stood on the bed, steadying his feet in the cushion and using his grip to lift you fast up and down his cock.

“Do you feel me sweet, deep, in here,” he rasped as he bounced you on his cock balls slapping on your ass. His hot breath fanned your face as he used your own weight to fuck you, one particular hard thrust had your eyes rolling back into your skull, and with a rush words escaped you.

“Fuck Adein yes! Fuck me please, I- oh god don’t stop!” you screamed nails clawing into the rolling muscles of his back.

“That’s it mama,” he hissed somehow managing to grip you closer, shifting to the balls of his feet he began to roll his hips up into you to match every bounce of your ass against his thighs “Take it, cum for me, let me feel your silk grip me,”

You don’t know whether it was his words that got you there so quickly or the orgasm he gave you prior, but with a barely audible cry you came walls gripping him tightly as you gushed around him. Alucard grit his teeth at the grip your cunt had him in, thrusting a few times before spilling inside you with a strangled cry. Alucard fell to his knees holding you close as you both bounced on the mattress. He pulled you off him holding back chuckles when you grumbled from the over sensitivity. Gently he laid you down before getting off the bed and leaving towards your bedroom bath chamber. He returned with a warm bowl of water and two warm cotton cloths.

Sitting beside you Alucard dipped the washcloth into the water wringing it before bringing it to your heaving body. Carefully he cleaned you off, wiping the spunk he left at your center. You groaned, pushing at his hands, still feeling far too sensitive. With a chuckle he dropped the now sullied rag once you were clean of him, reaching to prepare the second one he had brought and pressed the soothing cotton to your sweaty brow. Your eyes closed as you let your dhampir lover continue with his aftercare.

“Am I forgiven yet, for breeding you with my -what did you call our child- hellspawn?” he asked golden eyes trained onto your face. With a sigh you looked up at him already having forgotten the remark you had made earlier. A sly smirk tugged at your tired face.

“For the time being leonito,”

[yan-lorkai]

Hello lorkai, I hope you are well! I don't know if your requests are open, but if they are, could you make a Drabble, head canon or whatever you feel comfortable working with, where Yandere Alucard has a human girlfriend who doesn't talk too much, is shy, the rest They think it is because the bride is very afraid of the great vampire, but it is quite the opposite.

If you don't receive any more requests, you can ignore it, I hope you are feeling well and hydrated properly! ^_^

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Hiii darling (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ~, they are open indeed. I never close rqs btw. Did some headcanons but honestly I might write a drabble with this concept later. You too drink some water dear, it's been really hot these past few days!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, fem!reader, mmm fluffy (?), Alucard being Alucard btw

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ The vampire king and his bride, so different in the eyes of anyone who can observe them for a few seconds. No one is able to understand the interaction you have, they are so used to Alucard's bloodthirsty and dangerous image, his provocations and sadistic laughter, that seeing him be soft with you, a human nonetheless, is something incredibly new. And incredibly terrifying too.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You are so quiet and skittish that Hellsing soldiers can be found whispering about you and your relationship whenever they see you two together. Did Alucard forced you to marry him? Did he threaten you? Does he scare you and that's why you don't talk to anyone? Honestly they came up with so many theories about you. But they'll never gonna downright ask you about those theories though, as they are afraid of what Alucard could do to them if he knew they were pestering you with their silly questions.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ They could never even imagine the way you laughed and screamed in delight whenever Alucard surprised you with a tight hug. His hot breath tickling your neck as he held you close, telling you all about his boring missions and the vampires he killed, in vivid description by the way, unless you don't want to hear the details, if that's the case he won't go into much detail about him ripping off their arms and leaving bullet holes in their bodies. He also tells you about the beautiful sights he had seen and that he wished you was there with him.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You are opposites like yin and yang, light and shadow, husband and wife. When you are with him everything seems right and safe, as if nothing could ever go wrong. You find so much easier communicating with Alucard than with most people, which is funny since Alucard is, well, him. You are quite timid when you have to interact with others and your husband likes to tease you a little bit about it.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Plus he like how you depend on him to relies to others what you wanted to say. It feeds his ego a little when you cling to his arms while you two wait to order takeout or when you two are in public and it's crowded that you asks him to take you to somewhere more calm. Usually somewhere dark too since he doesn't like to go out in the morning but will do if you want. Honestly he might just take you to cuddle inside his coffin while he take a nap, this way you don't have to talk to anyone and you also can spend time with him. It's a win-win in his opinion.

[thirstyforlulu]

I saw your profile picture and blushed cause I forgot how hot Alucard is with long hair and a beard. Would you want to write something about him catching his s/o blushing at him?

Do not let him catch you blushing if you do not want to be teased

If it happens before you two get into a relationship, the teasing is how he plays it off

He thinks you’re simply attracted to his looks and that you don’t have feelings for him just lust

“Y/N, keep your eyes on the important things,” He’d chide

After you start dating, he knows your feelings are legitimate and it gives him an ego boost

Thus the teasing is more flirtatious in nature

“Y/N, your cheeks are so flushed. Tell me, what could I do to make them redder?” He’d whisper in your ear, hand tracing over your thighs

If any of his forms in particular make you blush more, he’ll take that form more often

If you point it out, he’ll just laugh

“I thought you would be happy. Here, look me in the eyes and explain to me what’s wrong,” He’d say, laughing at how you try to hide your blush

To him you look beautiful when you blush

Knowing he’s the one making me you blush warms his heart

But it also makes him want to make you blush more

He takes it as a challenge, and he won’t want to quit until your face is flushed and twisted in ecstasy

[hislittlestar]

How Lord Lucifer Appears to Me

I’ve created this collage to illustrate how Lord Lucifer presents his appearance in my mind’s eye. This is completely UPG, as he is known for being a shapeshifter and will show himself differently depending on the practitioner. He even changes his appearance to me on occasion.

The first time I saw him he had black hair instead of blonde. He was also… naked. He told me that the reason he was nude was to prove to me that my seeing him wasn’t just my imagination, as I would’ve never imagined seeing a deity for the first time without clothing. This was honestly a great point and also kinda funny. He has a great sense of humor.

From my collage you can probably tell he’s absolutely stunning and hot as Hell (pun intended). Though these pictures don’t nearly do him justice. I’ve heard there’s only one portrait of him to capture his true beauty, which is located in his estate in Hell. I simply cannot accurately convey how damn fine this deity is. Both he and Aphrodite represent Venus, which is the planet associated with beauty.

While he exudes a very masculine presence for me, I’d say his face is a bit androgynous. It’s really pretty with some softer features, nice cheekbones, and a strong jawline. His eyes are these captivating glowing balls of light, like tiny suns. He tends to have a sort of signature smirk on his lips. He’s got long golden blonde hair that’s slightly wavy and ends below his shoulders. He’s muscular, but not overly muscular. He’s tall but not too tall, maybe six feet? He may present shorter to me for my sake since I’m short.

He occasionally wears white and golden armor with intricate patterns of dragon scales and crow feathers. He also sometimes has either two or six large feathery wings that appear as either gold, white, or black. When he’s not in armor, he wears stylish clothing fit for a classy emperor like him. Lots of suits, especially older style suits like Victorian era fashion. Most recently, I saw him in a black silk robe showing his muscular chest hehe.

His voice is smooth and seductive with a hint of a British accent. It’s masculine and low, but not too deep. He’s eloquently spoken and tends to use older English. He enjoys flirting with me and then watching me get flustered. He has an aura brimming with confidence and charm. He’s kind, patient, refined, caring, protective, gentle, warm, wise, perceptive, chivalrous, and easygoing, while still expecting the respect and dignity that he deserves as an emperor.

As for actually physically seeing him, he sometimes appears as a momentary golden sparkle of light in my peripheral vision. The only time I’ve heard him with my ears is one time I heard him chuckling behind me.

Personality-wise Sylus from Love and Deepspace always reminds me of him. As for his appearance, I’d say he looks sort of like Alucard from Castlevania, but Alucard’s nose is a little too thin.

Hopefully with this post others can envision the beauty of my divine partner. My asks are open if anybody has questions. Ave Lucifer ♡