#millennium hellsing

[suzuyastitches]

Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing

[sillyscreens]

Hellsing by Kouta Hirano (wallpapers) (part 3)

[alucardsathomewife]

Panty & stocking + Hellsing Ultimate part 2

[ask-schrodingers-soldier]

Hi, Schrödinger! I have a question! Do you interact with other cats? Do you make cat friends, and does the Major allow you to keep the cats? :3

Oh Mein- haha! So many questions!!

I don't really have friends, I'm quite the busy soldier but I do sometimes get to see little Katze's on the side of der road!!

I don't really communicate persey, but we talk...sometimes

Und no way Mein major would even THINK about letting me keep em, he thinks I'm too much a handful as it is :3

[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!

[mrwerewolfcaptain]

Could you write a One Shot '' Yandere! Captain x Reader'' please?

Even if you started this blog a few days ago, I'm already in love with it! I almost suspect that you are Kouta Hirano's assistant!

❝Please, open the door! Help me!❞ I screamed in panic, incessantly beating my fists on the front doors of every house I could find.

In the distance, a ferocious, angry howl echoed from the depths of the forest, making me tremble even more.

He's coming. And he is angry.

❝Please, I just need to hide! The monster is hunting me!! ❞ I cried desperately, sobbing and panting.

Suddenly, the door of the small village church finally swung open. An elderly priest came out of the building holding a crucifix firmly in his hands. Although I was crying and wearing dirty, torn clothes, he was not staring at me with a merciful or compassionate look. No, the elderly priest's eyes were full of hatred.

❝Get out of this village immediately or the monster will kill us all because of you! ❞ The priest shouted loudly, pointing the crucifix in my direction.

❝N-no, there must have been a misunderstanding! I am running away from the monster, I am a victim, not his helper! Please save me!❞ I whimpered in fear, continuing to cry.

❝I don't believe a single word of what you say! The mark on your shoulder is the proof that you are his whore, and you don't deserve any salvation! You are the devil's whore!❞ The priest concluded, pointing his finger at the conspicuous scar that the monster had caused me after biting me.

Subsequently, after giving me one last disgusted look, he went back inside the church, closing the door.

❝No!❞ I shouted, collapsing to the ground. I was exhausted, disappointed, terrified and angry.

Nobody will come to save me from him.

Until a few months ago I was leading a normal and ordinary life. Now, however, I find myself in a remote and lost forest somewhere in the mountains of Germany, escaping from a creature that I believed only existed in legends and horror films: a werewolf.

❝Why me? What did I do wrong?❞ I screamed, closing my eyes and clenching my fists.

Suddenly, a deep growl made me shiver and wince noisily. Even though it was a cold winter night, beads of sweat began to roll down my forehead. My heart started beating wildly as I realized that the growl was coming from behind me.

Very slowly, I turned my head, looking with a frightened gaze at the monster that in the last few months had turned my life into a complete hell.

Even in his human form he was intimidating and threatening. He was tall, massive and too muscular to be a normal man. His unnatural, glowing red eyes were staring at me intensely, just as a predator would stare at his delicious prey.

His silence certainly did not improve the situation, on the contrary, it made it all more terrifying.

Without saying a word, the werewolf bent down and grabbed my wrist, lifting me effortlessly off the ground.

❝AHH! ❞ I screamed in pain as he unexpectedly sank his sharp teeth into my shoulder, right above the mark he had inflicted on me months ago.

I pressed my hands to his shoulders in an attempt to push him away. However, he was too strong for me, and he didn't move an inch.

When he was finally satisfied enough, he pulled away from my shoulder, licking his blood-stained lips. Afterwards, he wiped my tears away with his finger, while with the other hand he gently stroked his bite mark on my shoulder.

A few seconds later, with impressive speed, he grabbed my hips and loaded me onto his mighty shoulder, starting to run towards that small wooden cabin in the middle of the forest that had become my prison.

Little Red Riding Hood had been luckier than me.

I will never be able to escape from the big bad wolf.

(Thanks for your request! I'm not a native English speaker, so if you find any grammatical errors please tell me).

[mrwerewolfcaptain]

THE CAPTAIN DURING WORLD WAR 2 (Fanarts)

This is a compilation of fanarts I found on the Internet. They DO NOT belong to me, and consequently the credit goes to the people who created them.

[mrwerewolfcaptain]

THE CAPTAIN’S PREY

Over the centuries, humans have given him many names:

Beast Demon Monster Devil Servant of the devil Murderer Eater of children

However, only one is the name by which the Captain recognizes himself: Werewolf. A creature cursed and doomed to live forever, just like vampires. Although he did his best to keep his dark and ferocious instincts under control, he could not deny his predatory nature.

He had been a weapon of mass destruction during World War II, and had killed countless people, but despite that ... he hadn't felt the slightest remorse.

He felt nothing even when, in December 1944, he participated in the Malmedy massacre and executed countless American soldiers with his bare hands.

❝Captain, kill them all! Show them who you are! You are a predator, a hunter! Catch the prey, hold it tightly in your jaws, and never let it go!❞

Even years later, the major's words rang in his mind as he silently stared at his delightful prey walking through the woods wearing a flashy, long red cloak. The Captain licked his lips and came out of his hiding place, making the young woman recognize his presence. His menacing aura, comparable to that of a thousand soldiers put together, reached the girl, who began to tremble in fear. When the young woman's terrified gaze met the Captain's piercing red eyes, the werewolf's instincts grew stronger.

He knew that look of fear very well. It was the same emotion that all humans and animals that met him felt. Some screamed, others cried and pleaded for their lives, but whatever their reaction was, there was always that look of terror imprinted on their faces. He too had felt it when, centuries ago, he had been a human. However, now he was no longer a human being ... he was a predator, a werewolf.

With that last thought, the Captain raised his head towards the full moon, and let out a deep growl. Subsequently, he took off his old army green coat and threw it to the ground. Even in his human form, his werewolf features were unmistakable: his blood-red eyes, the peculiar color of his hair, his sharp teeth, and his frighteningly tall and powerful body never went unnoticed.

With an impassive look, he watched the young woman start running to try desperately to escape from him. However, the poor and unfortunate prey had no idea that she would soon be captured by the Captain's mighty jaws.

Happy halloween!  🎃