#voiivode

[curvaceoux]

{ @voiivode }

“You’re certainly not what I expected to find down here - normally those that draw the attention of these pests have a certain je ne sais quoi to them. Repulsive little things-” 

Silver optics slide past the feathered cadavers unceremoniously scattered about before lifting upon the crimson cloaked enigma before her. Intent and blatantly sizing him up.

“A celebrity of sorts? Or have you simply been a naughty boy?”

[frcmshadcws]

  ❝  The world would be so boring without idiots like you to amuse me —  ❞

     @voiivode​  ||  Highly Private & Selective Alucard.      @frcmshadcws​  ||  Highly Selective & Private Multimuse.

       «  —   Written by Mythos &  Adored by Ray  —  »

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[mcuntainbcrn]

-quiet groaning-

“Please don’t antagonize the few friends I have.”

[fcrlcve]

voiivode replied to your post “❝Fuck vampires.❞”

alucard voice: when and where

alucard voice: wherever and when we don’t share a name

[executare]

voiivode replied to your post: [Pictured: Carvel looking beat the fuck up being...

sexy

He’d scold you if he wasn’t bleeding.

[vxmpirehunterd]

Hellsing Verse Starter for @voiivode

  Rhythmic ticking of a clock filled the silence through the vast Estate, while the dhampir was waiting to see the new head of the organization. Van Hellsing’s descendant, Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. How strange-- it felt like yesterday the late sir was alive--acting as an uncle figure to the young hybrid within these same halls.

   The dark hunter reminisced on his many visits here--befriending anyone and everyone that was close to his mother Mina and father Jonathan. And truth be told this place almost felt like an old childhood getaway rather than a paramilitary organization. Before he could realize, something had stolen him away from his memories as a bright flash of crimson appeared before his eyes. Demetri sensed another vampire in his wake.  

    “What? Who are you?”

[indeliictus]

@voiivode 😂😂😂

[madisonxrussell]

@voiivode || continued from here

“Except that everything that happened was true so it’s actually a collection of real diaries, newspapers, and reports. So no, literary criticism has no place here, and you can’t use it as an excuse to troll me. Also, I’m not sure driving someone to insanity for shits and giggles is fun, and it actually bit you in the ass.” 

[dollxcage]

@voiivode || did someone order a singular redhead

“It’s been a while since I’ve been graced with interesting company.” There had been no prompt. He did not need one, or so he deemed himself. Ocean blue hues would peer at the other’s ominous figure -- easily looming over him. Yet, he met that darkness with a little smile.

“What do you say? Would you entertain a drink with me?”

[ashortdropandasuddenstop]

Dressed in a gray sports jacket with a black turtle neck sweater below and gray trousers, the undead walked the night stylishly. Long chestnut brown hair pulled into a low laying ponytail.  Inhuman crimson eyes scoured the pavement , idly as the passerbys had no idea of the monster in their midst as he searched out his dinner for the night.

James Norrington had been born here. Well, not this spot but England was his home-- his roots. He had left for the Caribbean, those years ago. Left the Caribbean for the states when Sparrow had died after his turning. It was only natural that after a time the vampire would have found his way back 'home'. And, while not as old as the infamous trump card of Hellsing, Norrington had a few centuries under his belt.

But as the vampire, who had been making a small stir by removing the scourge of criminals and na'ar to dwells from the streets, continued on his nightly routine, a sense of great power made his breath catch.

He had been sure to keep his distance from Hellsing.. not wishing to be one of the vampires slain by them. So he had tried to keep a low profile and operate under the radar. Every night another criminal, another meal. Never a trace of them left, insuring that no ghouls would be left in his wake. Careful-- oh so careful with his targets. Yet... it seemed that it didn't matter in the long run, for that power had come for him finally. So be it, James would not run.

" So sorry, I was not aware I was going to entertain tonight or I would have worn something more appropriate. " He murmured, freezing in step, not looking back but not needing to know.

@voiivode

[shiningtozier-archive]

@voiivode​ selected Player 2

“Whew. Fuck. Well, okay then, so--learning a lot of new shit today.”

To be fair, Lux learns a lot of shit staring at the sky, but vampires?

“I suppose I should not be surprised that like, my life is this fucked up. You know, it all makes sense. I was born on the cusp of Scorpio, so I am like 99.99% sure that the universe took one look at me and was like, hey let’s make this girl a vampire slayer or some shit--”

She’s continuing to ramble casually as she picks up the makeshift weapon she found in a discarded machete near the neighboring junkyard. Thankfully, her newfound companion seemed to be all about taking her bullshit in stride--

Or so she hoped. He seemed scarier than the forces of darkness that they were facing at the moment.

[warwxlf]

What if au where Hans works for hellsing instead and Integra and seras have to keep Hans and Alucard from wrecking the place and fighting.

YES?? Yes, yes, yes. I can see that so well I mean, if they had Hans on their side Hellsing would be even more OP but I can also see how the whole ‘keeping a vampire and a werewolf’ thing can escalate. Its like keeping a cat and a dog that hate each other in one place.

I headcanon Alucard to be the one who always provokes Hans until he snaps and then you have two giant dogs trashing the place until Walter walks in with the dog treats. 

[frcmshadcws]

❝ We will always be family. ❞

   «  —  Alucard & Seras: A Vampiric Family  —  »

❤︎  ‘Trick Or Treat’ Gifts:  @voiivode  ❤︎

[mcuntainbcrn]

“...not sure if that qualifies as self love, or something fanficiton authors would get their collective knickers in a knot about.”

[lunafaeris-archive]

@voiivode said :

"that’s…a lot of blood." worst first meeting ever with luna, alucard wants that blood

miscellaneous angst starters.

          “ Says the one who fucking shot me. ” Her words seethed out like a poison, the depths of her fury barely contained if not for the immense pain she was now in, applying pressure to the gunshot wound just inches above her still-beating heart. How the Hell in the nine circles did she allow something like a wretched vampire to catch her in the crossfire? And why would a vampire use blessed silver, one of the only substances known to man that could definitively end their kind? Luckily she wasn’t as weak and feeble as to succumb to old wives’ tales and outdated superstitions; but the blessings etched into the bullet casing still seared her flesh, which did nothing to staunch the flow of blood from the gaping hole that had been ripped through her chest.

          “ ... What now? Are you just... going to stand there-- gawking?! ”

[executare]

voiivode replied to your post: ☠ - for an angry kiss for carvel

alu voice: hot

You wretched filth.