Look, I Can’t Help It: They’re Hot

18+ Blog & Blogger Has this just become a place for me to reblog things that feed my love of vampires, demons, and other cosmic beings? Perhaps (yes, absolutely, 100%)

[nightowlartist]

ArtFight Attack 2026

I saw Ria and immediately knew I wanted to draw her; this is such an amazing Hellsona design! I also loved the summer/beach designs Stuffbyshorty made and they really inspired me, so thought I'd make one for Ria. I hope you like it!

Ria belongs to the wonderful Stuffbyshorty.

Stuffbyshorty | Attack

[ancientpersacom]

So,,, if elves can live up to 750... then Astarion's parents may still be alive if they had him young. They'd be old as hell, but alive. And they'd have mourned their murdered son for 239 years, not knowing he was undead, a vampire, and being tortured. They'd have been visiting an empty grave. And never knew it was empty. So potentially... if Tav was sneaky enough and did some digging and found out where they lived... they could reunite Astarion with his parents. His old, elder elf aged parents. Who would see the 39 year old son they'd assumed dead 200 years ago at their doorstep. See those fang wounds and the red eyes and just... know.

The truth about Cazador would have gotten out eventually after his downfall. They'd see their now vampire son and immediately know what had happened to him, that he'd suffered for 200 years. And now he was free, deeply traumatised and a changed man. But still their son, still looking 39 like the day he died, back in their arms.

And some stranger they'd never met had cared about him enough to find his parents and bring him home to them. Astarion finally could bring his *true* lover home to his mum and dad. And his parents could finally rest easy knowing someone cared about him and loved him as much as they did, to the point they went out of their way to reunite them.

[qsokvasaari]

Ain’t it nice, the life forever for flowers

[hellokarts]

It's been a while, and maybe it's best the rocks stay separated, but this is still relevant to me.

insufferable gay rocks.

[seizethegay420]

[blanchebees]

Burden of the past ones

Put together these two doodles, felt like they fit perfectly for the concept of Copia not living up to the expectations set by the past Papas

[tootieducks]

going back to my roots I missed them

[xpurplepiex]

she makes me so so sad

[honeybunroll]

MDNI

You're lounging around the castle, moving periodically and finding the best sun spots like a cat. Currently you're stretched out on the floor in the sitting room, basking in the warm rays dancing through the open window. The sheer curtains flutter every so often and send a soft breeze to dance over your skin. It's quiet except for the birds. You can hear them chirp and chitter as they fly around the branches of the tall trees surrounding the property.

It's nice.

You can feel your eyelids growing heavier the more you relax into the floor, groaning contently as you stretch and roll onto your stomach. Curling your arms under your head, you close your eyes and heave a sigh. The warmth bled into your very bone marrow. It curled and settled deeply within your body, melting you further into the floor as your eyelids drooped heavier and heavier.

The red of light shining through your eyelids greeted your vision before you knew it, your mind lulled and calmed by the sleepy haze washing over you. A sleepy haze that was being very rudely interrupted by footsteps fast approaching.

Cracking open an eye, you found Alucard standing in the doorway of the room, eyes bright and fangs glinting as he grinned. "You should have seen it! Just a few paces into the forest-"

His melodic voice floated into your ears as he excitedly rambled about the family of deer he had accidentally stumbled upon while hunting. The words seemed to slur together though as the low rumble made you sleepier. Try as you might to listen, it felt like an impossible task as you dropped your head back into your arms, eyes falling half lidded.

Eventually a lull came over the room as he blinked at you, brows furrowing. "Are you listening?"

Oh no.

The bitter twang of hurt was already lacing his voice as you forced your eyes back open. Even upset he was still beautiful. His lips curled down into a delicate frown that begged for you to kiss it better. You resisted the urge, turning over to lay on your back.

"I'm listening. But you're voice is soothing. It's making me sleepy," you manage to mumble through a yawn.

Watching Alucard was something you could never tire of. To watch the bashfulness that bled across his face was something you wished to capture and hold forever. He looked so beautiful, a soft flush of pink spreading across his cheeks like wildfire as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I'm not sure I would go that far," he grumbled in embarrassment. His eyes found yours as his lips curled up shyly.

Stepping forward, he lowered himself down beside you, shuffling closer and resting his head against your shoulder. "You flatter me, dearest heart."

You exhaled a laugh through your nose, squirming around until you were curled against him. An easy silence fell over the two of you as you curled like cats in the warmth, eyes drooping as the call of a nap took over you both.

a/n: this was born after the tomodachi me decided to lose her crush because Alucard was talking too much 😭😭

[honeybunroll]

MDNI

I gotta be honest, I like the idea of Alucard being entirely sterile since he's a dhampir. like imagine it: he could cum inside of you as many times as he pleased and you'd never have to have the fear of getting pregnant eventually.

it sounds like a literal dream come true! he would be able to bend you over any surface in the castle, hands groping over your body as he thrusts into you from behind, fangs grazing across your back as he pants against your skin. he would be able to fill you with so much cum, watching as it drips out of your fluttering hole. he'd be able to push it back into you and force you to keep it inside all without fear of having a child as a consequence.

[honeybunroll]

MDNI

sleepy mornings with Alucard. just laying in bed together, him behind you with an arm curled around your waist to draw you closer to his body. being half vampire he's not entirely freezing to the touch, but he does tend to run slightly cooler than the average person. it makes it all the more difficult to get up in the mornings when he's glued to you and soaking in the body heat you give off.

he tends to nuzzle at the nape of your neck as well, nosing along and inhaling the scent of your skin because to him that means home and safety. you're his anchor in the chaos of his life, a constant that he can rely on.

he treats you ever so gently because of that, often waking you up to the ticklish sensation of his lips pressed over the back of your shoulder, trailing feather light kisses across your skin as he tries to coax you to awareness. occasionally you'll feel the hard press of his fangs against your skin.

when you first got together, he was still rather hesitant about his more vampiric side. he knew what he was of course and knew how to use the abilities that side gave him, but never would he have even dreamed of pressing his fangs against someone's skin or teasing the points of them over someone's pulse point.

and yet with you he doesn't hesitate. he playfully flashes his teeth at you, making like he's going to bite you. he'll even go as far as to lightly nip at your nape, turning your skin pink as you finally open your eyes to blink at him blearily.

[colleendoran]

Sandman and Death. Private commission. Pen and ink.

[pfpanimes]

⋮ hellsing • alucard.

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[catragemiau]

Plugged in

[cheatghost]

i want to say that if you are a baby fanfiction writer or a baby writer and you come across one of those long posts whining about "ao3 writing style" and "cliché symbolism" you really don't have to take it seriously. you should open the document and have fun anyway, and by doing so you will be light years ahead of the sad little people on here who spit out incredibly condescending criticisms under the guise of "encouraging people to hone their craft". write the cliché thing! practice! experiment! learn what you like, what you don't like! be self-indulgent! if you're writing fanfiction, then you belong to a community, and community means being influenced and informed by one another. fandom doesn't and cannot happen in a vacuum. and if you're trying your hand at professional writing, then whatever you need to work on is between you and your editor/agent, not between you and a tumblr user who never developed a personality outside their English Literature degree. (and if english isn't your first language then this post is 10x more true for you. the anglosphere isn't self-aware, and you are accommodating enough as it is) kissing you mwah

[chl0ers]

F/o who absolutely MUST have at least one of their hands on you at all times. Your shoulder, your hand, holding onto your arm or squeezing your side. Its almost their equivalent of a stress toy. Its not a fulfilled day for them without kneading their s/o like dough!

Though if you get annoyed, they'll stop in their tracks and just keep the squishing in their head. No guarantees that they won't still hover over you though... ♡

[thirstyforlulu]

[minloafie]

Drew Light Yagami for a friend!