lighthearted headcanons – Alucard with an S/O

monsterloversanonymous:

saw too many angsty vampire scenarios of this dweeb and not enough of his eccentric side so get ready for some fluff:

  • They’re actual children with each other, okay? Hide and seek around the manor? Absolutely. 
  • He wins, every time. Because he cheats, every time. His favorite thing is reaching through the walls and grabbing them when they think they’re well-hidden.
  • “Oh no I’m being hunted by a terrible vampire” is another game they have, laughter and squeals echoing down the streets as he chases them. It’s 1AM and the people nearby just want to sleep.
  • Actually really loves dancing with them, whether it’s slow or swing.
  • Sometimes it’s silly, like a tango complete with a rose-in-the-mouth and a cheeky grin. They’re giggling the whole time and he adores it.
  • PDA. So much PDA. Insane amounts of PDA.
  • We’re talking dramatic dips and twirls. We’re talking long, exaggerated kisses in front of God and everyone.
  • Mainly does it because he likes making people uncomfortable, but he enjoys the added benefit of making it explicitly clear to everyone just who exactly his s/o belongs to.
  • Licks their hand every time it comes near his face in a non-serious situation. They hate it. Stop that–
  • Literally down for anything his s/o would suggest in the bedroom. Lots of kisses and experimenting and giggling.
  • Just get fuckin’ weird with it.
  • Just being so comfortable with each other, each of them so accepting of their lover’s oddities.
  • Most importantly; taking naps together. Doesn’t matter where or when. He’s so tired. Let him snuggle and sleep.

Michael’s arrogant mood switching immediately to uncharacteristic vulnerability and concern in the midst of battle when he senses through their link that his right hand has been captured in a binding circle by the coven. And homeboy. Loses. It. He drops everything to rush to their aid, face becoming ashen and demonic as he cuts down anyone who is unlucky enough to be in his way. He can feel their pain and that just fuels the fire of his rage

ritualmichael:

this! makes! me! sad! he would literally do anything for them. that is his person.

ok but, soft sub Michael being confused when you’re gently kissing all over his body and so tenderly running your hands along him “what are you doing?” he looks up at you so innocently. you smile, moving up to kiss his jaw and tracing light patterns along his soft tummy “Worshipping you like you deserve” his eyes are blown wide and he lets out a little squeak, you nip his earlobe and he almost cums right then before you even touch his dick, a new level of feeling loved and he revels in it

ritualmichael:

resting your body between his legs, you can tell how easily flustered he is and you gently press your hips to his, feeling how hard he is and loving the sound of his whimpers. you kiss the corner of his mouth, his lips parted from his soft sounds and you ghost your lips over his.

“such a pretty boy,” you whisper, making him blush and jut his hips into yours involuntarily. you knew he would be a wreck soon enough.