#integraxalucard

[citrusotakutea]

This is a different anon, but i want to continue on the points you've said about Alucard, the new fandoms interpretation of him, and hellsing and correcting some stuff. First of all thank you for actually giving good points on why youre not fond of the recent fans of the fandom, and i agree with most of the points you make. New Alucard fans are so weird because they will objectify him and miss his entire character completely and or water it down,,and for the "Vladdy big bara tiddies mm" people, whats up with that mandela effect? He was shown shirtless and he was hairless in both anime and manga, you guys should try actually watching the anime next time. Not sure where to start on the Alucard x integra part because of how jarringly popular it is, but "almost just as bad as aluseras" isn't accurate to me because atleast Aluseras is legal, Alucard and integra aren't (they met when she was 12, seras was 19). I personally dislike both, but the hate is more personal towards Alucard x integra because the only people who ship it are the people who heavily mischaractarize the both of them, and Alucard mischaractarization kills me, i can't care less about integra (sorry op) but even i out of all people know it's bad for her. The entire organization exists because they hate each other, yes, Alucard may not directly hate integra, but her grandfather is abraham for fucks sake. Why in the world would integra betray both her grandfather and father just to date the "monster" that they spent all their lives trying to defeat. The literal Dracula x any Hellsing member will never work, Alucard only works for the organization out of respect for abraham after he (a human) managed to defeat him, and his job is to serve the family and any master who comes after, which right now is integra. There is no romantic chemistry at all, it's his job. (Sorry for the ramble op, theres just too many reasons why this ship sucks ass) i think the abridged ruined a generation by forcing it on everyone. For your second point, Alucard and seras weren't canonically said to have a father/daughter relationship by the author, but some writers who worked on Ultimate, and even so they said they were unsure (correct me if im wrong pls!), but seras has pip anyways so it obviously won't be anything more. I personally only like Alumina because its the most canon with Alucard, althought it's left very vague so we don't fully know, kouta hirano has stated that Alucards story is more accurate on Draculas part rather than Vlads, which means he most probably loves mina. "He was in his girl form the entire time in WW2" it wasn't actually the entire time, in a short backstory shot, there was Alucard (with his normal red coat shown, no hat or glasses tho) shown next to young walter (same as the dawns), he turned into a girl to prove a point to walter after they arrived in the melliunium base (walter asking "wheres your form" to Alucard, indicating that it may be a first time thing") but the dawn is unfinished so we wont know if he changes between forms, but he was still shown in his male form in 1944. For people who read the last post, the bonus book op is reffering about is the official hellsing guide book (im guessing since you mentioned it has no translation, i recently got a hold of it and im currently working on a translation myself) And yes KH was a hentai artist, the original Hellsing oneshot (Legends of the vampire hunter) was actually a hentai too, easier to find translated than most of his older work. And for that last part, you're real for that i support you op (again sorry for all the rambling and thank you so much if you read!!)

I won't stand for the Sir Integra slander here but thank you for correcting me on the Hellsing lore anon!

And yes, I was talking about the guide book. Obviously anon, but getting a translation of that would be amazing, there's so much content we're missing out on from that ;-;

[a-slut-for-smut]

IntegraxAlucard solidarity!! Hellsing was some of the first manga I read as a teen and it definitely shaped who I am and the way I like to read fanfic and write it. Something about the way these two interact just hits right!

HELL YES, im right there with you homie. Alutegra def one of my oldest ships and arguably the most compelling as far as dynamics go!

Personally i like to bucket them under enemies to lovers trope, not literally but spiritually. i mean think about it: he is a legendary super powerful vampire/eldritch creature, she hails from a family of vampire hunters and moreover the direct descendant of the dude who defeated and enslaved Alucard to his bloodline and by extension her.

Alucard has EVERY right to hate/loathe her and she has every reason to despise him (especially since she relies on him heavily to continue her family's mission) but they don't, in fact, quite the opposite. While they have the master/servant dynamic going on its much more than that; he absolutely revers her and she does not reduce him to a soulless monster- there is a formality yet familiarity between them that you dont see in many ships and adds another layer of complexity, i mcfreakin LOVE it

i also adore how Alucard is basically a sl*utty temptress, trying to goad and tease Integra every chance he gets while Integra aka "the Iron Maiden" is meant to be a stonewall knight chained to her duty, with the added layer of how she must retain her virginity as a failsafe from turning into a ghoul- i mean, talk endless sexual tension amirite? but also, THIS SCENE:

anyway i could go on and on but i will simply end this with a kudos to your good taste in ships 😁

*credit to artists, i lazy just did google search

[xthebirdofhermesx]

Hellsing: The Return

Y’all ready for some FanFiction? ^_^ This is my take on Continuing Hellsing Ultimate that I’ve recently gotten posted, and thought I’d share here too. MATURE CONTENT FOLKS. There’s violence, strong language, smut, and gore cause... well Hellsing. No warnings beyond that currently (no sexual violence or anything like that), so have at thee if ya like. All Chapters compiled here, but I’ll be posting inline for anyone who just tumblrz.

You must make Water of the Earth, and Earth of the Air, and Air of the Fire, and Fire of the Earth. The Black Sea. The Black Luna. The Black Sol. Here is the last of the White Stone and the beginning of the Red.  ~Opening of The Ripley Scroll

30 years after the Millennium incident in London, Hellsing Organization is asked to investigate a sensitive matter by an unexpected source. What is uncovered forever changes the course of the future and the Legacy of the Hellsing family.

Chapter 1 - The White Stone

In the sea without lees Standeth the bird of Hermes Eating his wings variable And maketh himself yet full stable When all his feathers be from him gone He standeth still here as a stone Here is now both white and red And all so the stone to quicken the dead All and some without fable Both hard and soft and malleable Understand now well and right And thank you God of this sight The bird of Hermes is my name eating my wings to make me tame.

It was as if no time had passed.

Sitting on the same side of the bed he always had, watching the rise and fall of her breathing as she slept, the vampire king smiled to himself. Her hair was lighter, peppered with white, and she abhorred the wrinkles and lines of age on her face, but to him she was more beautiful than ever. She was human, and had aged - a natural magic he would never see.

It had taken thirty years for him to regain himself. Thirty long years for him to kill all the lives within him, save one. One that now allowed him to be everywhere and nowhere at once, one life that granted him omnipresence and would ensure his survival… and that of his little coven.

Of course he would never call them that aloud. Not that he thought Seras would mind much - it was hard enough keeping her at bay right now. He could feel her excitement and joy at having him back vibrating at the edge of his attention even now. That Captain Bernadotte was still around so actively surprised him little, but not as much as he’d have predicted. Of course he’d become Seras’s shadow. The man had been amusing at best in life, but had transcended the limitations of his mortal form into something far more interesting and entertaining. A security barrier for the entire manor. It was impressive.

And yet it was Integra that intrigued him the most. She was still herself - that core of ice, steel, and pride she’d had since she was a girl had not dulled in his absence. To his dismay and perhaps a touch of guilt, there was a light that had gone from her eyes. She was sad… Seras claimed constantly, though she clarified Integra hid it until she thought no one was looking.

It just made the No Life King smile. It was not out of cruelty, he had not meant to make her wait so very long. But even before, when he had desired her for his queen, and shared intimacy with her, selfishly spoiling her expectations in the hopes of keeping her for himself and hoping she would never find the touch of another man… he had wanted to die. He knew what it was like to be tired. The press of lives inside him, the cacophony of bitter and angry, scared voices never letting him escape his past. He relived the horrors that had made him what he was in his dreams most nights.

But no more. Now, there was an eerie calm, a peace to his mind. Gone with the turmoil and dinn had gone his self annihilation impulses. Yes, he was a monster. Yes, if he were to be removed from this world it would be at the hands of a human, as it should be. Humans killed monsters, it was the way of things. But he longed for that death no more.

Now, he longed for her.

Still, he longed for her.

And she for him. That was what drew a smile from him.

Reaching out to run fingers through her impossibly long hair, Alucard's smile broadened. He’d said to his Countess he was home, and he felt the truth of that statement. He also felt Seras trying to eavesdrop down the hall. Without untangling his fingers from Integra’s hair, he reached out his other hand through his new power - is wasn’t even really bending space. His hand was merely both in Integra’s room, and suddenly directly in front of Seras’s face.

Flipping one finger out, Seras yelped like a squeaky toy as she went flying backwards off the chair she was sitting on, and immediately started yelling at him.

“That was so mean, Master! Why would you do that I was sitting here minding my own business and you just-”

You were eavesdropping, Police Girl, he said to her mind, smirking as the nickname caused her to fuzz like an upset cat. Do better.

With a sigh and a non-verbal grumble as he reclaimed his hand, he heard her say dejectedly to his mind, Yes, Master.

Seeing Integra had not stirred, the vampire smiled to himself. So she thought herself old and undesirable, that he was too late. And yet she’d bested every man, every day of training for the last thirty years. She remained the respected head of her family organization, made Hellsing better, stronger than before. This all revealed to him when he had tasted her blood this night, a sweet ambrosia after starving for so long… and there was one little last, precious detail that made his hair curl to think about; she was still a virgin. She had waited on him in more ways than one.

She had missed him.

She was mad, he could feel that. Perhaps not enough to empty a second clip of blessed bullets into him after realizing who her nighttime interloper had been, but… he had some time to make up for before he would get her to agree.

But she would, eventually. Just as he had known she had thirty-two years ago.

She would agree to be his queen. It was time.

***

In the morning, Integra woke alone and wondered if the night before had been a very vivid dream. She looked around her room as she sat up, and felt a chill run down her spine. Surely it had been real…? Looking to her hand, her wound from where she’d fed Alucard was present. And yet it wasn’t enough to assure her.

She rose to dress after a short shower, glancing disapprovingly at herself in the mirror. Refined, mature, distinguished? Feh. Try old. Not to mention the eye patch from where the damned Major of Millennium had shot her. Fist clenched at her side she was still angry about it to this day. Less the vanity and more the lack of depth perception. She’d had to relearn how to shoot, to fence, to write… to do everything. That little gremlin had continued to make life hard for her for years after his death.

These thoughts carried her downstairs and into the kitchen for breakfast. She missed the days of Walter’s flapjacks and jam, but Walter had made his choice. Traitor. It had been more than ten years before Seras finally convinced Integra to entertain the notion of hiring another assistant. They’d been through four maids, two butlers and three personal assistants since then, none of which had worked out. The last had been a kind, elderly woman who’d done everything just right, and whose background check had been spotless. Poppy McCarthy had been ex-military and unbothered by the supernatural aspects of the job. She had been with them for six years. She’d taken to Seras and Pip quickly, pinching the walls to make the Captain jump, and told him she’d find his behind one day (much to Seras’s great amusement). McCarthy had intuitively picked up on Integra’s needs as well, keeping distant most days, but always knowing just the right times to say something insightful and uplifting. Come to find out, Poppy had also left a clean set of clothes next to the door of Alucard’s sealed chamber every few days.

She’d been perfect, and Integra had finally started to accept her... when she died. Seemed an unknown heart condition coupled with a vampire attack on the manor had been too much for the elderly woman. Though to her credit, she’d taken out more than a dozen ghouls in the process, and they didn’t get to her at all. She had died a human warrior against the darkness.

That had been two years ago now, and Integra had not had the heart to go through it all again. It wasn’t that they didn’t need the help, it’s that she was tired of coming to care for people she would inevitably loose. It was part of the job, yes. She was a knight and a soldier who understood this, yes. Years of experience and training had prepared her for difficult decisions and loss. But after Alucard… she felt defeated.

Toast and a boiled egg was for breakfast, and Integra knew she was procrastinating. She wanted to go tearing downstairs, throw open Alucard’s door and see if he was there. She was equally terrified he wouldn’t be. But, she was English Nobility. She didn’t go haring off into a dungeon for anyone. She had dignity and manners, dammit.

Perhaps I can save you the trouble, my master , came the satin touch of a familiar baritone to her mind.

Still reading my mind unbidden, I see , she retorted flatly, trying her best to think of sunny days and toast, rather than the thrill of relief and other strong emotions his voice wrung from her.

I have missed years of eavesdropping your thoughts, he chuckled. I plan to make up for lost time for that, and many other things .

With a sigh, she was going to give herself a headache trying to keep her thoughts from him. She’d gotten fairly good at it over the years with help from Seras. But Seras was not as powerful as Alucard yet. Integra had every confidence that she would likely never be able to hide her thoughts from him entirely. So, she tossed the crust of her toast in the bin, and with head held high made her way to the sub-basement. It would be easier to talk to him in person.

***

“Don’t think that you can waltz right back in here, appearing like the villain the Irishman wrote you as, over my bed and that tra-la-la everything will go back to how it once was, servant,” she snapped.

Alucard sat in his throne (he’d missed it! It was so much more comfortable than he’d remembered!), legs crossed and trying with all his might not to smile at the platinum haired fury across from him. She was very angry, and he understood why. She was also armed. While it wouldn’t do any lasting damage, Alucard did not care to be shot for a second time in twelve hours.

She was railing on, having perhaps been a touch provoked at his smug suggestion that she sit on his lap. Ranting about the years gone by, what Hellsing had endured, what she had endured, how dare he suggest that nothing had changed, and so on. It all faded in his ears as he watched her. He heard her words, and paid attention, but there was something captivating about her now that had not been before. She was comfortable in her skin, or had been more recently than not. She was no longer the young, angry, tight fisted young woman who’d clung tooth and nail to her inheritance. Her blouse was gathered at the sleeves, not a tailored man’s shirt. Her belt was a woman’s belt. There was a small edge of lace at the end of her tie. This anger was earned, and not an affronted outburst of sensitive pride...

The storm had passed, and left in its wake a goddess where once a young woman had stood.

“Well?!” she demanded, arms crossed expectantly. “Where do you expect this to go now?”

She meant as the weapon of the organization, as her servant having fully and quickly grasped the extent of his new power. Both her words and her very purposeful thoughts were focused on that.

But in her subconscious mind, he felt the young woman he’d left to go save himself, buried deep in a dark room not unlike the one in which they stood. She was hurt, weeping and very angry, and she wanted to know where they stood.

Integra slowed, as she was the only other thing capable of independent movement in the room, when he began moving in supernatural speed. As he stood and took a step forward, he watched her one blue eye widen- she’d seen him move. She’d not see him now, nor would she again until he stopped in front of her, but it made him smile that she was faster than ever, his lovely, deadly master.

Time resumed it’s proper course when he halted, nearly nose to now with Integra, hand on her gun and having every intent of shooting him again. Alucard could no longer refrain from smiling, holding her wrist to prevent her from unholstering the weapon. “I expect to be your servant in service to the Hellsing Organization until the day you decide that you’re no longer mad at me, that I have paid my penance for the thirty year absence, and that you are ready to join me as my No Life Queen, Intergal Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing.”

Her eye widened, despite the rest of her face remaining stoic. “That… cannot be now. I could not be old for eternity.”

“No?” he asked, leaning down a touch and pulling her closer by the wrist he held. He noted, she did not try and struggle away. “Have you not seen me appear as a child? A girl-child even. I was no Seras Victoria when I became a monster, Countess. My blood, when it courses your veins,” he said as if speaking elicit poetry, “Will wash many years away, and one day, what form you take will be entirely up to you and untouchable by what time once thought to render.”

At that, her blue eye watered a little, and much of her anger fled. “And you?” she asked, refusing to give into the desire to lean against him. “You would still have me?”

Loosing her wrist and wrapping both arms around her, Alucard leaned in to kiss her neck, breathing over her skill and reveling in the shudder that took her body.

“You are my Countess, and have no idea what it took to return to you. The thought of your blood, your body, your kiss… were the desires that created cornerstones within me. When I lost myself, you, my master, were the foundations on which I was able to reclaim who I am. And be here.”

Reaching up to turn her face to him with a gentle finger, one arms still holding her against his chest, he grinned to see the spark of fire back in her one remaining eye. “I would have you here and now, if you gave the word, Countess.”

She damn near said yes. He saw it in her thoughts, felt it in the beat of her heart…

But, the walls cleared their throat?

“Pardonne moi, mes amis ,” Bernadotte’s voice echoed around them. “Seras wished for me to let Sir Hellsing know that apparently the Vatican is back?”

“I can kill them, and we can continue,” Alucard purred, feeling his temper flare a bit.

But Integra sighed and rest her forehead on Alucard’s shoulder. “They’ll find the family jewels if we leave them be too long, nosy bastards.”

Alucard frowned. “There was no family treasure Arthur or Abraham ever mentioned.”

“That’s because there isn’t any,” Integra chuckled. “That’s the joke. Pip?”

“Mademoiselle ?”

“Tell Seras I will be there in a few minutes. And politely fuck off for a moment, if you would?” The disembodied voice of the French mercenary chuckled, but turned his attention elsewhere noticeably, leaving them alone.

“Where were we,” Alucard rumbled, but was surprised when Integra took his face in her hands and kissed him. Chaste at first, her lips parted and he groaned, arms tightening around her waist as he tasted her mouth for the first time in what felt like much longer than thirty years.

It was more than a few minutes. No clothes were shed, nor anything more than a kiss. But it was a scandalous, toe curling affair from which Alucard did not wish to part. Unfortunately, it seemed the Jesus Freaks were starting to give his child a hard time upstairs.

“To be continued,” he purred, lips brushing hers before they parted, and together went to greet the enemy.

[therisingdarkness]

Literally though, IntegraxAlucard is just the perfect ship for me

It’s the way their devotion toward one another (and it is mutual) transcends time--the way Alucard took 30 years to get back to her, but the instant he was able he materialized in her room and went straight for the neck

it’s the way she fills him with bullets then gives him the softest smile and says ‘Welcome Home, My Count’ and the way he smiles and says ‘I am Home, My Countess’

like what the fuck

it’s the way he has always been there for her and the way he tests her boundaries but always respects her word at the end of the day

he’s the monster pulling and scratching and biting at his chain but she holds the end and she knows he’ll settle with a single word

it’s the way she looks at him when he unleashes the full extent of his power and returns to his Vlad the Impaler look (the first time she calls him Count and he’s bowing at her feet, on bended knee)

the way he reveres her, her strength and her resolve, the way she grips her humanity in an iron fist and refuses to compromise

it’s the way she relies on him to the point where it’d be embarrassing to admit, but both she and he know the truth, and he would never embarrass her but pointing it out and yet it is a thing that exists between them, bloody and brilliant and scarlet

IT’S THE WAY WHEN SHE TELLS HIM SEARCH AND DESTROY HE LAUGHS AND SAYS SHE DELIGHTS HIM ENDLESSLY

it’s the way he keeps asking her if she’s sure of her orders--does she really want to unleash the beast? And when she tells him yes, her orders have not changed, it’s the way he looks at her like he wants to crawl inside of her and live beneath her ribcage

it’s the femdom ship of my dreams

ugh, i just...love them so much

[dmoneythaodd]

#HellsingUltimate is now one of #DmoneyAllBlack Favorites🖤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥#IntegraXAlucard

[nntssy-old]

IntegraxAlucard::Overwork:: by leEGOIST

[devilsknight]

Tag, You're It

Tagged by @shyseishuro 

Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better.

1) Relationship status: Forever Alone. lol 2) Favorite color: Red. Black. 3) Lipstick or chapstick: No 4) Last song i listened to: Sakurai Atsushi - Taiji 5) Last movie i watched: Ghost Ship 6) Top three shows:  Criminal minds, Cold Case and My Date with a Vampire. 7) Top three characters: Maria, Nami, Fan Yao. 8) Top three ships: IntegraxAlucard, MARIAXMe, DFBB2013xME hahaha

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What’s your name? Shasha. When’s your birthday? August 5 Where are you from? Singapore. Have a crush? No. I don’t even go out to meet people hahaha Write something in all caps. YO Favorite Band/Artist? GLAY~ BUCK-TICK~ Favorite number? 12 Favorite drink? Coke. 

I tag @maztherhacker @kian-sama @unknown-alien @nursemchurt @meghararayanneh @emptycicada @karmen-acchan @severemagazinementality @gutsanddeath @yoimaletyoufinishbut

[fierce-little-miana]

I was tagged by: @travllingbunny (sorry for doing that so long after)

Relationship Status: Single

Favorite Color: Red

Lipstick or Chapstick: Lipstick, the darker the better. What is the point of wearing lipstick if you don’t have a person asking ‘isn’t this a bit showy’ anyway? (- Is this black? - Dark Blue actually)

Last Song I Listened To: Savages by Marina and the Diamonds

Last Movie I Watched: Philomena, really like it, remind me of The Magdalene Sisters a bit, in much more optimistic. Don’t trust the catholic nuns.

Top 3 TV Shows: 3? Only 3? And I have to make a choice???? Well lets try this. Currently I will go with The Crown, Black Sails (currently binge watching, so good) and Kaamelott. I have to mention Hellsing Ultimate too. But I don’t think this is referring to anime.

Top 3 Characters: This top 3 thing will have to stop. I am terrible at making choices. I am going to pick 3 characters but don’t ask me to rank them! Jorg Ancrath (Broken Empire trilogy), he is such an asshole, he is perfect. Belial (Tenshi Kinryōku) or is it Michael or Raphael? I don’t know, they all have so many issues, I love them. Seras Victoria (Hellsing), I mean I love Integra too, but Seras is so great. So many more could be here, I probably forget about my absolute fav to, but I will settle with those 3 (5, they are 5 Anne!). (Sorry Nanami, Misaki, Claudia, Askeladd, Silver, Rincewind, Pip, Æthelstan, and others, really sorry)

Top 3 Ships: That’s a difficult one, I ship but  i rarely absolutely otp. So integraxalucard, jarethxsarah (and I entirely blame this web-comic for keeping this flame burning) and... I don’t know probably janexloki (mcu), welcome to crackship hell for this one.

Books I’m Currently Reading: Trigger Warming by Neil Gaiman , it’s a collection of short stories.

So I am going to tag: @lesmotsincompris, @lesmismignon, @sirvoodoosamedi, and @bythegardengate

[xennariel]

I was tagged by @thetruthofyourdespair Thanks!

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to know better

Relationship status: Married

Last song I listened to: Somnus from the FFXV sountrack.

Last Book Read/Listened To: It’s been about a year since I’ve read anything. I think the last one was Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion.

Favorite Colour: Blue

Top 3 shows: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Hellsing Ultimate, The Slayers.

Top 3 characters: Roy Mustang from FMA (manga/Brotherhood), Integra Hellsing from Hellsing (manga/Ultimate), Lina Inverse from The Slayers.

Top 3 ships: RoyxRiza (FMA manga/Brotherhood), IntegraxAlucard (Hellsing), NoctisxLunafreya (FFXV)

Tagging whoever wants to do this because I’m tired and lazy today.

[giirlycard]

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9

part one: xx

[negans-sanctuary]

Day 8 - Favorite anime pairing

Sorry once more can't pick one LOL

[shadowpaintedrose]

Sooo I just ranted about this wonderful Hellsing fanfiction that I just read the new chapter of, and I neglected to post the link.  Here it is.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8882364/1/Just-One-Half

[fuckyeahiambicpentameter]

9 – Pairings – For each of the fandoms from day two, what are your three favorite pairings to write?

For some, I haven't even written three... In Sailor Moon, I've drawn a lot of pairings, but writing-wise, it's almost wholly gen. I did enjoy this Artemis & Luna: an understated, geeky sort of romance. My Hellsing OTP will stand forever: Integra/Alucard, beloved Master and her beloved pet. A runner-up is Yumiko (and company) and Heinkel: an OT3 at minimum, with Issues enough to write a book or two apiece. Integra/Seras caught me by surprise; I noticed that I'd started writing Seras as crushing on Integra (well, who wouldn't?), and then she grew to be the kind of person Integra could admire back...I shipped it before I really noticed what had hit me.

The rest in Shine have one top pairing each. There's Nenene and Sensei, D and Leon, Utena/Anthy, Crowley and his angel, and Jeeves and Wooster. (Not a ship at all in Robin.) None get written much regardless. In Oz, I'm all about the Dorothy/Ozma. There's other ships I like, but haven't tackled; I hope one day a plot will come along that calls for writing Scarecrow/Scraps/Tin Woodman. For Doctor Who, again, I've only written the one, and it's Maria/Sarah Jane. The Daily 'ships, I'm sure you all can guess! It's hard to go astray with "Stephen"/Jon. You name the prompt, the setup, or the item, and I can write them into it, no problem. I love me some Olivia and Kristen, though mostly 'cause Olivia is awesome and Kristen is my preference for her partner. It's hard to figure out what comes in third (I figure AU!"Stephen"/Jon can't count). Discounting other Jon-and-"Stephen" 'ships, I'm thinking Tad and Bobby win the day. For Madoka, there's HomuMado, easy. They'll move the world to make each other happy. It's hard to beat perfection, but I'll try when writing Madoka-with-Everyone. She loved them all enough to lay the smackdown on basic laws of physics; she can love them enough to have a poly yuri harem :D I'll be cliche and let the final slot be filled by SayaKyo. I didn't see it as strongly in the series, but the more I write the two of them, the more I feel it.