My Hellhole of Asks

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Anderson had such conflicting feelings about you while you were a member of Iscariot

He didn’t want to mix work with romance, so he chose to treat you like any other colleague

He was a bit cold at first, (helps hide the shyness) but the more you work together, the more he started to warm up to you

When he heard you had to retire, he was disappointed, thinking he’d never see you again

It was probably for the best he thought

But then, while working at the orphanage one day, he caught sight of you

He had heard someone new was going to start coming, but he never thought it’d be you

“Good to see you Father Anderson,” You greeted

“G-Good to see you too, Y/N,” He replied

The children caught on nearly instantly

They would make it their mission to get the two of you together

But they wouldn’t have to do much

At first, he’d be a little flustered around you while you work together

This was his second chance, it had to be a sign that this was meant to be

He had given up on being with you, the fact that you came back to him had to be a miracle

He’ll help you with anything you need, and even things you don’t

Even if you’re carrying something that doesn’t bother you at all, he’ll insist on taking it from you

He may try to use that excuse that he doesn’t want to irritate your chronic illness, but really he just loves helping you

You’ll have to make the first move though

He’d be happy just spending time with you like that forever, but you want more

Your first date will be a a night time stroll around the orphanage

Be warned, the children will be peeking out the windows to see what happens

Doc would immediately notice your body modifications

Not in a judgmental way, he just notices things like that about people

He wouldn’t approach you right away, instead choosing to keep his distance and observe

He found it funny how other people seemed to shy away from you purely because of your modifications

You never did anything in particular to scare them away, but they took one look at the tattoos and piercings and made an assumption

That’s when he would finally approach, after watching people run from you, he’d be compelled to take their place

Once the two of you start talking, he’s going to ask a million questions about your tattoos and piercings

“Und, vhat is zis one?” He would ask, pointing to each individual tattoo or smaller element

He wants to know the stories behind them, not just what they represent

The piercings are his favorite

He’s going to want to know how each one was done, what the healing process was like, and if you get any new ones he wants to be there to watch

That’s largely how your relationship starts

His enthusiasm for your passions draws you in

He’d love to show you his work

He’d light up as he explains each device as clearly as he can

If it isn’t already, he’d encourage you to switch your jewelry to silver

“It’s for your own good,” He’d explain

Really he wants to protect you from vampires, werewolves, and the like

Be prepared, he’s going to insist on giving you things to use to protect yourself

I’ve seen that artist before! But I don’t know them

I tried reverse image searching and came up empty, but I’ll respond to this ask and hopefully someone can reblog with the answer!

Their work is super good and looks amazing, I just don’t know their account/name

You couldn’t help it

He was sitting across from you, looking away, and you were admiring his profile

The song popped in your head, almost like background music for your loving gaze

Suddenly, he glanced over and you and smirked

“What? I can’t look at you?” You ask, annoyed

“9 to 5 huh? Is that a promise?” He responds

At first you didn’t know what he was saying

You looked at him confused for a moment, trying to figure out what he was referring to

Then it hit you

He can read minds!!!!!

You didn’t forget exactly, you just weren’t thinking about that fact, too caught up in his good looks

You blushed madly and went to spout out an excuse or apology, but he laughed

“It’s alright, I liked it. Your mind says the things you’re too shy to say out loud.”

He loved every bit of it, and would have let you keep going if it weren’t for that last spicy line

He couldn’t throw away an opportunity like that

Your reaction would surprise him

He’d hide that form from you as long as possible, not wanting to scare you off

Eventually, a battle would require that form and he has to yield

The whole time he’s fighting his foe, he can’t stop thinking about how you must be reacting

Are you off somewhere hiding?

Are you screaming in fear but he can’t hear it?

As soon as the enemy is dead, he wants to go to you, but you find him first

He feels your hand on him, well as best as it can be when he’s amorphous

He turns his attention to the sensation, finding you standing there, surrounded by his form and loving caressing one of the monstrous tendrils coming off of him

When he moves toward you, you look up, eyes wide with wonder

He expects you to pull back, but you stay still, looking up toward the space where the majority of his eyes are

“Y/N, are you alright?” He’ll ask, voice surrounding you

“I’m fine.” You reply, feeling the tendrils of his being start to gently wrap around you

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

You shake your head

“No don’t be. You did what you had to to keep me safe, and I appreciate that. Besides, I got to see a side of you I’ve never seen before.”

When he turns back to normal, he notices you looking a little sad

“Are you ashamed of that form?” You ask

“Aren’t you afraid of it? It’s hellish,” He fires back

“No, I wasn’t scared at all. I ran to find you, and those tendrils or whatever kept me safe. Anytime I got close, they wrapped gently around me, I could tell you were trying to protect me,” You explained

He hadn’t realized he was doing that, his essence must have been subconsciously protecting you

He stayed silent for a moment, thinking about what you said, so you reached out and hugged him

“You could never scare me, in fact I found that quite comforting. Could you do it again sometime? When we’re not in danger?” You asked, nuzzling against his chest

He’ll be happy to oblige

I imagine that, once Alucard noticed me trying to get close to him, he’d try to scare me off

He’d pin me down, his hips between my thighs, his chest against mine, and his arms holding my hands in place above my head

“This is what happens when women get too close to monsters. I’ll show you what you should be afraid of,” He’d growl above me

I’d struggle against his grasp and he’d let me slip one hand out

He’d mentally brace himself to be slapped, punched, kicked, whatever I can muster, but instead I take my hand and cup his cheek

“But that’s not what you want, is it?” I’d ask, eyes gently lidded

Alucard: “You’re a witch, shouldn’t you call it a spell or something like that?”

My S/I: “….. Whatever just close your eyes.”

Alucard: “You know I can still see with my eyes closed?”

He may cave every now and then and join you, but he much prefers being at home