#the playfulness with integra......

[cry-ptidd]

This is the best thing I've ever read

surprise gift for @cry-ptidd because i wanted to write a werewolf with a predatory side and a BAMF middle aged woman. partly inspired by a convo we had. i can probably be convinced to continue it.

closest you'll get to a TW is threats of gore and predatory behaviors. Laura is a werewolf.

Laura is not permitted to go hunting as often as she’d like; no outings into the night in general, much less the violent sort that ended with men’s limbs gripped between her snarling jaws as they cried in agony. That was almost never. But tonight must be special—her very own Sir Integra had deigned it a night she was allowed to go out. Not for a violent hunt, no, but for something to sate a different kind of hunger.

She stands in the head office at her master’s side where the traitor once stood, rigid in posture with her hands clasped at her front. The marble floor is painfully clean and shining, even under the low light of the too-high crystal chandeliers. Even after all these years, Integra’s wide mahogany desk and tall upright chair remain the only furniture in the room. An expendable agent stands before the two women, rattling something off from a newfangled tablet. It was the kind of technology that had an unpleasant whine in her ears more often than not.

But after listening to the nightly debrief from operational intelligence, Integra waves her hand. “It sounds like a sleepy night,” she muses, “truly a rarity.”

Laura finds herself tensing in anticipation, hair on her arms and the back of her neck standing on end. That wasn’t how Integra usually led into training exercises or the housework given on other dull evenings. The middle-aged heiress to the Hellsing name cracks open the center drawer of her desk to unearth a golden cigar case. Through the tall windows behind them, the dark sky and full moon called, speckled with the faintest of stars and framed by red curtains. The werewolf’s eyes widen a sliver and her nose twitches.

“Better than the alternative,” the man quips back with a smile, straightening the pages and laying them on Integra’s desk for her to review. The arteries in his neck pulse ever so faintly with his heartbeat. His hair is salt and pepper grey, with movements slow and sluggish in the werewolf’s eyes. If not for the red armband on his suit and the woman at her side, Laura would’ve thought him a fitful, lean snack.

“I suppose so,” she hums, “but I can’t leave my girls bored forever.” For a second, something flutters in Laura’s chest at the possessive tone. But she just as soon crushes it, forcing it away as Integra flicks open her case and plucks a cigar. “Laura.” Integra snips the end of the cigar for a crisp start. “Be a dear, will you?”

The werewolf reaches into the pocket of her apron and pulls out a golden lighter, offering a flame with a quick flick.

“Good girl.” The praise sends an imperceptible shudder down Laura’s back. “That will be all.” She replaces the lighter in her pocket and the lowly peon bows, turning his back to shuffle away like he wasn’t one wrong step from being picked up and shaken like a ragdoll.

They are far too comfortable around her.

The door clicks shut behind him, echoing in the high ceiling, and the ever-lovely Integra swivels her chair to look at the werewolf over the rim of her glasses. Laura just stares back at her piercing blue eye, waiting for an order.

“Do you think I should approve Seras’ request?” Integra asks before inhaling slowly from the cigar. The strong smell is almost enough to make Laura’s stomach churn with memories of dingy pubs and disgusting pigs but on her master? It is another matter entirely.

“What did she request?” the werewolf replies, nose almost wrinkling as Integra blows out another puff of smoke.

“A night on the town with you.” The Hellsing cracks a wry smile. Something in her eye glimmers. In the back of her mind, Laura wonders how long ago this request had been placed. They didn’t exactly go out frequently, and the vampiress frequently complained in her ear the next evening about how she’d snuck away.

“And why ask for my approval?” Laura’s hand twitches with the urge to brush a strand of hair, slipping from her ponytail, away from her eyes. Almost like she was a schoolgirl again. Distant memories of flowers crushed in her tense grip for some faceless young thing; a first crush. She swallows.

“Figured I’d see if you’d like to go,” Integra muses with the cigar between her lips, “If you were up for behaving tonight.” Heat almost rises to Laura’s cheeks at the thought of the last time, almost getting caught by all-too-perceptive humans. Funny that the woman hadn’t put together the teeth and the eyes until they were almost to her home. Funnier yet that Laura had been on her best behavior at the time and simply disappeared.

“I am bound to your command,” Laura replies gruffly, finally breaking eye contact to look away.

“Fine then.” Integra blows an almost playful puff of smoke at her. “I command you to accompany Seras for the night with nothing but your very best behavior.”

A smirk crawls up on Laura’s face at the thought of innocent women at the bar, straying like a young rabbit from its den. Tonight is a night for hunting bunny rabbits. With wide eyes and rosy cheeks. Soft skin and a dainty perfume. The big, bad wolf would eat them right up. “Oui, sir.”

[daringlyhers]

Integra x Fem!reader

A/N: Hi! This is my first fanfiction so please bare with me if it’s kind of lame LMFAO if you have any tips please tell me in the comments <3

Pairings: Integra x reader | Platonic! Alucard x reader

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You were always there for her, both mentally and physically. Most of the time you were glued to her hip, keeping her company or helping out with the most mundane things. You were her best friend… though in the back of her mind she wishes you two were more.

You stand by her side, playing with her hair while she focuses on some documents in front of her. “Surely you’re bored” she mumbles out.

You giggle slightly “Never” you respond back. She hums back, acknowledging what you said but not quite believing you.

You sigh, gathering all her hair before separating it in three equal parts so you can braid it. “You’ve been working on these for a while now. Don’t you want to take a break?” you question gently before immediately scoffing “Of course you don’t. This is my way of telling you to.” you say, replying to your own question.

She looks up at you, an amused smirk on her face “Oh? Am I right to guess you have something in mind that is more important than these documents?” she questions. She was fully aware that this was your attempt at pulling her away from her never ending work and she can’t help but feel her heart flutter at your concern.

You sigh in exasperation, finishing up her braid. You admire your work before unraveling it, knowing she would rather not be seen with it. “Hmm, I don't know. Maybe eating something, you know, so you can continue to survive” you say with sarcasm.

Integra rolls her eyes, though a hint of amusement is present in her next sentence “Survival, hm? I suppose I can’t argue with that logic”. She leans back in her chair, stretching out her back and rolling her shoulders, letting out a sigh. After a moment of silence, she speaks up “I suppose a short break won’t hurt but you know I’m more than capable of managing my own”.

You gasp in fake offense “I know that! I’m only saying this because I’m bored…” you reply, walking in front of her seated from. You cross your arms, giving her a playful glare and she chuckles softly. “Oh how very intimidating” she teases you “Your glare could rival that of Alucard himself” she says, her smile seeming to grow.

You gasp, quickly shushing her “He could be listening!” you say, looking into all the dark corners of her office while sweat dropping “We’re just kidding Alucard!” you say, worrying if he heard.

Integra shakes her head, hiding a smirk behind her hand at your reaction “Oh, don’t worry Y/N” she says, her voice sounding amused “Alucard wouldn’t mind a bit of harmless teasing”. She folds her arms across her chest “Besides, I can handle him. I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do that would phase him”

Your eyes seem to light up “That’s so true!” you practically sing out “You hear that Alucard?! You’re a freak and you smell bad!” you say, puffing out your chest with a broad grin.

Integra facepalms with a sigh, shaking her head “You’re incorrigible,” she mutters under her breath, though her tone still held amusement.

Suddenly, a deep chuckle echoed from the shadows and a voice resonated through the room. “Now, now, I’m hurt,” the voice drawled, heavy with a thick Eastern European accent “I happen to have an excellent smell”.

You squeal, jumping into Integra’s lap for safety. You look towards Alucard’s voice with wide eyes “Alucard” you say in surprise “You were really there!...I was only kidding!” you squeal out. Integra laughs lightly, her arm wrapping around you, securing you firmly.

Alucard emerges from the shadows, chuckling deeply at your reaction. His tall, imposing figure moves closer, a smirk on his lips. “So quick to cower?” he teases, his red eyes watching you closely “I had hoped for more of a challenge” he hums out.

You chuckle nervously “Ah ha ha… hey! Stop getting closer!” you say, pointing at his approaching figure. Alucard simply raises an eyebrow, a smirk still present on his face. He takes more slow and measured steps to you and Integra. He clearly relishes the fact that he’s making you uncomfortable. “What’s the matter? Afraid of the big, bad vampire?” he teases, his deep voice dripping with humor.

You look up at him like he’s dumb “Ummm, yes?!” you say back. Finally you call out to Integra “Integra…” you say or more like borderline whine “Don’t let him kill me! I’m still too young” you say dramatically, burying your face in her shoulder.

She laughs now, her hand coming up to the top of your head and petting your hair “Oh, calm down you theatrical little thing,” she teases light-heartedly. “Alucard wouldn’t dream of killing you, you’re way too amusing for him to get rid of” she muses.

Your head immediately perks up “Really?” you question towards Integra but Aucard’s deep chuckle rings out through the air “Oh, trust me,” he says, his voice smooth and confident “You’re far too entertaining. Why would I want to get rid of such a great source of amusement?” he questions.

You slowly grin, puffing out your chest and placing your fists on your hips “That practically makes me immortal” you say confidently with a gloating grin. Integra rolls her eyes from behind you but there’s a small smile on her face.

Alucard arches an eyebrow, his smirk turning into a sly smile. “Well, well,” he says, his voice oozing with amusement “Quite the confidence. How about we just say your immortality comes with terms and conditions” he drawls out.

You chuckle nervously, pushing further back into Integra’s lap “No… I’m one of those free immortals” you say back. Integra’s arms wrap tighter around your waist, making sure you’re snuggly pressed against her. Her hand comes up to stroke your hair again, a reassuring gesture. “Oh, I’m sure you’d like to think so,” she says, her voice dry. “But I hate to break it to you-” she goes to say before getting cut off by Alucard’s chuckle, a dark, dangerous sound.

He takes a step closer to you, looming over you both “No ones truly immortal,” he says with mirth “We all have our time, one way or another”. You gulp, having to crane your neck to look up at him “S-Stop that, you’re not funny!” you say while glaring up at him pathetically.

He merely chuckles once more, his smile never leaving his lips. He leans down slightly, resting his hand on the edge of Integra’s desk. “Oh, I’m not teasing,” he says, his voice taking on a darker tone. “I speak the truth. Everyone meets their end eventually.”

Integra, the ever observant lady, notices your unease right away. She tightens her grip, drawing you impossibly closer to her. You shiver at Alucard’s sadistic smile “Stop getting closer! Or I’m staking you!” you say, grabbing Integra’s quill off her desk and pointing it threateningly at the dangerous vampire. You know you look absolutely ridiculous pointing a quill at the most powerful vampire to ever live.

Alucard simply raises an eyebrow, looking absolutely amused rather than threatened. He doesn't back away but does stop his descent. “You? Stake a being as powerful as me, with a quill?” he asks, a hint, no his whole voice dripping in mockery, “I don’t know if you’re extremely brave or just plain foolish.” he muses, the corner of his eyes creasing with his smile as he finally straightens himself up, putting distance between us.

You gasp in offense “That makes me brave” you growl out. That only makes Alucard’s smile widen, he now wears a wolfish grin. He seems to take great pleasure in riling you up “Ah youthful audacity,” he hums out, his voice almost sardonic. “So naive, yet so confident. But let me ask you this- do you even understand just how powerful I really am?” he questions.

You glare at him harder “Let's find out then” you quip before lunging for him. Although you wheeze rather than him. You just now remember Integra’s grip around your waist, keeping you in place instead of allowing you to try and get at the grinning creature.

You struggle in her grip “Let me at him” you say, twisting in her arms in an attempt to get free. Unfortunately Integra holds your firmly, her arms tightening their hold. She gives a small laugh, amused by your fruitless attempts to break free. “Oh, would you settle down,” she chides, amusement dripping in her voice. “You’re not attacking anyone.”

Alucard barks out a laugh, amused by your eagerness to end his immortal life. “Quite the little firecracker you have there, master Integra'' he merely responds back. You huff in defeat, going still in Integra’s hold “You’re lucky she’s holding me back, Alucard. Or you would be d-e-a-d” you say, spelling out the last word. In one last act of defiance, you throw the quill at him, it uselessly bouncing off his chest.

Alucard doesn’t even so much bat an eye as the quill bounces off his chest. He just smirks down at you, his eyes glittering with dark humor. “Ah, yes, I’m so terrified,” he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm . “A young, fiery human with a quill. Truly, a force to be reckoned with.”

Integra chuckles, shaking her head “Do forgive her, Alucard,’ she says, holding you snugly against her “She tends to act a bit rashly when provoked”. She pinches your ear before letting go and you yelp “Ow!” you squeak out, rubbing your now pulsing ear. “Whatever” you grumble, looking down at the ground while sulking.

Alucard, still standing over the two of you, notices your sulking state. He lets out a small snort of amusement “Tsk, tsk,” he says, his grin returning “Quite the sore loser, isn’t she?”. Integra rolls her eyes and sighs, knowing you will retaliate but there’s an affectionate look in her eyes as she gazes down at you.

Your head snaps up, a murderous glare on your face “Why you little-” you say, once again struggling in Integra’s grip. Eventually you make it out or more like she lets you go, either in exhaustion or plain curiosity in wanting to see how this will turn out.

You lunge for him, picking up the discarded quill on the ground in the process. You stab at him, trying to get a hit but he easily dodges each of your attempts, his movement quick and agile. “Hold still!” you yell out. His deep laughter echoes in the room, finding great amusement in your act to “stake” him, as you called it. “Oh, this is comical,” his voice filled with mockery. “Quite the feisty one, aren’t you?” he teases your agitated form.

Integra watches you both from her chair, exasperated but wearing an amused grin at the scene unfolding. This was a pretty great way to spend her break.

[nockfellblues]

Alucard with a partner who is a werewolf <3

Hell yeahhh- ugh the way this prompt reached out and grabbed me by the throat?? I love this concept so muchhh

Just headcanons written with as xreader this time around, hope you don’t mind!

Warnings: none!

First meeting and early interactions are probably a lot of calling you “mutt,” “Dog,” “Whelp,” and “Mongrel.”

Absolutely will try to pick physical fights- Alucard lives for a worthy opponent and finds a good fight to be genuinely fun. Probably the best bonding experience you could have, tbh.

Definitely doesn’t accidentally start to track the moon phases for you. Completely coincidental that he is always available on the night of a full moon and the day after.

Loves your teeth! Alucard will straight up tell you they are cute- Maybe a little hot, too. Especially if you’re mad.

Really leans into playfully teasing about petting- but loves to actually pet your hair and head as a form of affectionate touch.

Also really leans into pet-play when it comes to *ahem* private time lmao Biting? He loves it. Draw blood? Even better. Claws out? Hell yeah, sink them into his back, please.

Definitely loves when you sit on the floor besides his chair and lean your head on his knee- He’ll gently run his fingers through your hair as you talk or just exist quietly together.

Always present when the moon is full and your transformation takes over. Helps you exorcise all of that pent-up energy and blood-lust- and whatever else you might need, of course. Tries his best to keep you out of trouble, but will let you run a little rampant if its entertaining.

Provides much-needed care the day after- a long lazy day of rest, good food and drink, and whatever words of comfort or affirmation you need to hear(albeit a lot less sugar-coated than you might want. He’s here for you loving every aspect of yourself including the ‘monsterous’ ones).

Loves being paired with you on assignments for the Hellsing organization- affectionally calls it “Play time,” and is an absolute menace about stealing kills and generally messing with you- Not in a way that jeopardizes the mission, but just enough to give it a playful edge; Alucard knows when to get serious and when there’s enough of a power imbalance to allow for some extra fun.

Affectionate nicknames include: “Love,” “My sweet,” “Moon-child,” “Beloved,” “My Moon.” Will revert to calling you things like “Whelp,” or “pup,” if you’re having words or you’re being a brat.

Definitely don’t let him hear someone else call you anything derogatory though. He’s quietly protective of you. More often than not he will simply loom in that menacing way he’s so good at until whoever opened their big mouth gets the hint and apologizes. Egregious affronts are usually met with threats and whatever small-time violence he can get away with(Integra might let him get away with more if you’re also on her good side. You probably are. She seems like a dog person lmao). If they’re an enemy, he’s more than willing to string them up and let you toy with them if you want, but they’re definitely going to die afterwards.

Woof, Alucard just makes my brain go to jellyyyy 😩🔥 Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for requesting ;u;✨💕

[autumnaaltonen]

(listen, listen my two brain cells are working hard!).

Alucard with a sort of muscular s/o who has scars and stretch marks due to hunting/missions. She's seems intimidating/doesn't talk much and always takes things too seriously even with sarcasm. But secretly she just socially awkward and shy. Who's insecure about her body and how her muscles/scars making her look scary.

Maybe one day Alucard complements her for her work during a mission ((or one day she wears a dress for an event)) and catches her blushing cuz she nvr gotten a complement before.

Hehehehe, yesssss

Alucard With a Muscular, Scarred and Socially Awkward S/O

As an individual, you were one of the more experienced monster hunters out of all the other human Hellsing soldiers, you’ve got your fair share of kills from every variety of freak, be it vampires, ghouls or werewolves. However, while this fact should make you the most popular member on the team, it was unfortunately quite the opposite.

Spending so much time on your own on solo missions, even prior to Hellsing, has put you a little on the stiff side. You can tell when a vamp was about to slash a filed hand at you from a single twitch of the finger, or when a ghoul was capable of running rather than just stumbling based on the pattern of their steps.

But social ques like friendly greetings, sarcasm and self-deprecating humour have become lost to you over time, and it’s painfully noticeable to both yourself and to everyone around you. You were stoic silent, not in ignorance, but fearful of the mystery that has become your fellow human. Jokes fly above your head, and playful jabs make you question the people you surround yourself with, but you keep rationalising at the end of the day that it’s all in your head, and that your glaring is not going to make you any new friends. You felt like a wolf in a pack of sheep.

To add wood to the fire, you’ve also garnered a number of physical mementos from your work, like nasty scars from close calls with a mouth or a claw, moles and freckles from waiting in the sun before nightfall called upon your kill, and stretch marks from the various changes your body has gone through during your physically intensive work

So, you were a tad intimidating to most. But Alucard has always been different. He’s the King of weird and intimidating, so when he took notice of your insecurities despite your gifts, he just couldn’t have it.

“Do not waste your mortal life fretting over polished gold. We may not shine in the sun, but just as the moon dazzles at night, our aptitude is best performed in darkness.”

The both of you hit it off fairly quickly, to say the least. With Alucard by your side, your social anxiety is somewhat pattered down, as there is no way in hell that you could seem like a weirdo with him walking next to you.

Alucard makes you feel seen at the most unlikely of moments, laughing proudly while watching you kill on missions, competing with you on who could take down the most ghouls in one night, or checking on you every once in a while to make sure you were stocked on ammunition.

He even begins to give you words of affirmation and compliments that frazzled and dazed you every time.

“Even I could learn to fear the fury of your gaze, dear.”

“What an alluring sight you are, out of breath and blood-sated.”

“Careful now, if you keep fighting like that, I may just have to keep you.”

Alucard made you feel special and one of a kind, and for once in the best ways. And when he slowly starts pushing on your walls, and words become actions, you wonder why you ever second-guessed yourself.

But then there came the dreaded occasion of the UK Special Forces Division Ball, an annual celebration for the Queen’s most gifted soldiers, and of course Hellsing was hosting as usual, being the most indispensable military group of the time. To make matters worse, Sir Integra had chosen you to deliver this year’s welcoming speech, saying you were “the most exemplary standard for whom a solider of the Crown should strive to be.” And as his human friend, Integra also expected you to accompany Alucard throughout the night to balance out his attitude. Alucard agreed to your accompaniment without issue, even looking forward to not having to be forced into speaking with arrogant and imperious higher-ups.

Fuck that. Fuck this. YOU HAVE TO WHERE A DRESS!?  

You aren’t a ‘pick me’ by any means, but you cannot recall the last time you were anywhere near a pair of heels and lip-gloss, and that terrifies you. What the dress showed off your shoulders and arms? If you put on make-up, would you end up like the Matchmaker after Mulan threw tea on her? With your muscles and scars, what if you looked like a frou-frou G.I. Jane?

You don’t think you’ve ever had a near panic attack over such a trivial matter before, but it wasn’t trivial to you! For once, you were not even worrying about what others would think of you. Instead, all you could imagine is the fact that Alucard would see. Handsome, beautiful Alucard…he came from a background of Medieval opulence and royal refinery, a King who wore robes of ruby-dyed wool and a crown of glittering jewels, who had dazzling women at his beck and call to serve him in any way he asked.

You knew there was only one thing you could do: call upon your commanding officers. It took a lot of self-reassurance and determination, but it all pays off when you see the smiles on Sir Integra and Seras’ faces, both absolutely game to doll you up for your big moment. Sir Integra is a master-class in fashion, having three separate closets for her suits, gowns and decorative weapons. Seras is a social woman fresh out of police college, and was no stranger to what cosmetics looked best when clubbing or going to a fancy-shmancy gala.

You imagined that they would cover you up with a shawl, or cover your scars with concealer, but to your horror they instead slipped you into a sleeveless and tight woven gown and black heels that accentuated all your muscles and curves, as well as applied very basic cosmetics to just your face to make you pop.

Maybe this was a terrible idea.

But they don’t take ‘no’ for an answer, and shove you out of your room and down the hallways into the ballroom, practically throwing you through the doors…and directly into Alucard’s back. Turns out he had been waiting by the entrance for quite some time, making a bit of a scary scene for all the other guests who needed to walk past him towards the dance floor. He was looking for someone, and everyone hoped to God it was for a good reason.

You were able to brace your hands in front of you after being thrown into your good friend’s back, knowing that even someone with your strength could not stumble him. When he turns around, prepared to scold whoever dared try to shove him, you brace for the impact of a bullying laugh or a disappointed frown, wrapping your arms around yourself like a protective shield and looking down at his boots.

But you feel his gloved fingers wrap themselves around your hands firmly, removing them from around your sides and resting them atop his chest. He then puts a finger under your chin, tipping your head up to look at him.

“I was starting to wonder when my second-half would appear. Though I see you kept me waiting for good reason, now you have become even more dazzling than the moon.”

You gape for a moment, taking his words. “Your second-half?” you question.

“Of course, why do you think I asked my master to keep you by my side tonight? A King requires his fair beauty on his arm.”

The sincerity of his words and the admiration on his face nearly brings tears to your eyes, settling yourself against him in relief as he pulls you closer. Gone are all the nerves that have been biting at you all day, and you feel prepared to take on the world (or at least deliver a greeting address) with Alucard in your ring.

[nursekitties]

Unnamed Hellsing OC. I’m thinking she’s an ex-Iscariot vampire bounty hunter, playful rival/ex love interest to Alucard. Ex friend of Integra. Something like that.

[citrusotakutea]

Hey op just curious what makes you hate the new Hellsing fanbase. As a fellow Hellsing fan I was wondering if I’ve completely missed something strange going on lately.

The new Hellsing fandom honestly irks me because of the surface level probing of the source material*. Yes, to most it's a hard core, dark, violent, mad and bad-ass anime but, like I've said so often, for so long on this dumb blog, it has the BEST female characters I've ever seen, recently rivaled by Arcane. Incredible depiction of platonic relationships and morally grey characters. To me, it's primarily a found family story, among other things.

The side characters are incredible, Yumi and Heinkel are the most underrated of the show. I mean come on priest and nun lesbians (lesbian used liberally). Heinkel is confirmed by the author to be an INTERSEX HUMAN. Alucard shapeshifts into a female (which, looking at the Devilman fandom, everyone took for an obvious trans metaphor, why not here?). The source material is as homoerotic as it can get between a lot of the characters (the tension between Sir Integra and Seras during the blood scene). Let's not forget Rip van Winkle, Pip, Walter, and Alexander. Alucard's teasing, Seras' naivety and subsequent maturity, Pip's endurance and playful wittiness. These characters and relationships are stuck in my head forever, they're all incredibly unique, fleshed out and worth remembering, no matter how short a time they spent on screen. And the character designs? As a long-time vampyr and catholic guilt fan, can I just say. Rawr. This show shaped how I dress like irl and my own shitty characters, as well.

Sir Integra is my favorite character of the show and one of all time. Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Like, an actually good depiction of a no-nonsense, androgynous as hell, unabashedly commanding (dare I say) woman? And it's played completely straight? No "Whaaa that's a woman?" every 2 seconds or "heh, you will listen to me despite my womanhood" from her. Powerful in her own right despite being the few "magic"-less humans of the series. 0 sexualized Ultimate scenes (sorry Seras and the "hot down there" comment doesn't count, that was banter). She was fucking knighted by the Queen of England before she was even 25, hence Sir Integra. Canonically bi-racial and South-Asian. I'm not even going to go into her character's willpower and values but. Hellloooo??? 

Not to mention, something noteworthy about the series, but Hellsing works because Hirano made time for silly moments. I mean, hell, one of the scenes I remember most vivdly was the gag of Heinkel lighting Sir Integra's cigar and being mega-pissed about it during the final battle, it's funny yet in character, despite many fans saying the humor throws you out of the "reality" of the show.

Oh no, but what do the new fandom gremlins talk about? "Alufart rails Y/A" "OMG VLADCARD'S BARA HAIRY TIDDIES I WANNA RUB MY FACE AGAINST THEM" (you know who you are) “I drew the most fucked up version of Alucard I could think of in my twisted mind”

and my personal "favorite":

"omg 🥺 what if intewa and alucard kisswdd", it's almost as bad as Seras x Alucard.

Unfortunately, I am a part of the ship police, so I'm gonna say right now that these two are my most hated ships:

1) Sir Integra and Alucard's relationship goes beyond romance to me. Since none of the new fans know the lore, Sir Integra is and will die a virgin (canon), it's literally plot relevant because by having sex, if she gets bit she will become a zombie slave (obvious but apparently needed to be said) and, taking a note from the 2001 anime, gone is any chance to continue the Hellsing mission. If she was bitten, plot armor aside, she'd have to off herself instead of becoming a vampire. (and for you freaks out there/pos, dare I say… ace representation? you can argue about desire and subtext later)

2) Seras and Alucard's relationship was specifically noted by the author to be a father/daughter dynamic, which is kind of obvious in the show. Like I said, fundamentally a found family series. Yeah, you don't need to treat found family like family family but I gen can't stand this ship.

I know that people will ship characters who've never been in a room together before. I can't stop people from shipping them and these two ships have ALWAYS been popular in the fandom. I typically ignore this and, yes, "don't like, don't interact" is my main rule. However, new fans ONLY talk about this stuff. None of the rest of the show seems to matter, just Alucard's hairy mustached tig bitties and him fucking one of the two women in the main cast. Or someone's self insert.

((tangent but personally my favorite ships are Alexander x Alucard (obviously in an enemies to enemies way), Heinkel x Yumi, and a romance only Seras x s.Integra. Like, you want old women yuri??? There ya go! They were in a mansion for like 30 years (I forgot) together, probably going missions alone and sharing their grief over Alucard and their unique experience/history. Like I said, I can't help who people ship, I'm not trying to say the source material is in favor of my ships or "how dare people interpret these obviously gay characters as straight". like no, that's not why I'm upset and ik alucard and alexander weren't yaoi-ing it up but like. alucard and s.integra shippers dni /j))

Not to mention, I couldn't help but notice, despite this information being readily available to my middle school self, no one knows the fckn lore or background of this show?? I honest to god saw someone comment that Hellsing Ultimate™ was a bad “remake” because it diverged from the original anime.

Here's SOME fun facts:

-the 2001 version of the show has a different ending than the manga because it wasn't finished yet (duh). Hellsing Ultimate is "soooo short" because production took almost a decade and it was trying to be a faithful, well-animated (that takes time bruv) adaptation. Oh, and a bunch of directional changes that I won't get into.

-there are multiple OVAs following Walter's youth in WW2 (Hellsing: The Dawn). Young Walter's design honestly was one of my favorites from the series so. Walter enjoyers. Check it out.

-there is a bonus book explaining a lot about the characters and process of creating Hellsing written by Hirano himself. whenever I got a hold of it, though (8+ years ago) there was no English translation.

-Alucard didn't just transform into a girl that one time, he was in his girl form the entire time during WW2 (hence why when people mention his possible affair with the Queen it might've been a sapphic thing but I think that mostly stems from the abridged series. the queen thing not the girl thing)

-Hirano used to be a Hentai mangaka and actually designed many of Hellsing's characters in said hentai or in short stories (such as Crossfire, it's basically extra, non-canonical Hellsing content) beforehand. Which, this used to be the most popular "fun fact" but has been lost to the sands of time now, so prepare for a lot of people rediscovering this.

-personal lore is I almost named myself Rip van Winkle bc of this show (quirked up Portal, Grell Sutcliff, queer-coded, rifle-wielding shawty)

Anyway, to sum it up, I hate when people don't interpret characters in the same way I do. Yes, I am a bad “fandom elder”, idgaf I am fundamentally a hater.

*I keep seeing this happen with old shows that resurface. Unlike newer or more popular shows where every scene gets scoured, characters who showed up for one scene get analyzed, and endless cafe AUs are made- older shows mostly get fan art of the main charas and the ships of the two hottest characters and that's it. Discussion of lore and themes are completely off the table. So I'm not surprised, just disappointed.

[zestyaahbutler]

hi!! I enjoy your works so so much, and your art is absolutely beautiful. just wondering— what is the relationship between amulya and walter? Cause it seems like there’s a lot more than just simple friendship there 👁️👁️

My first ask aaaaa! <3 Thank you so much for your kind words. I was so absolutely delighted to wake up to this in my inbox. It really does make me sooo joyful that people love Amulya and are curious about her. I'll post some Amulya doodles soon hopefully

Regarding your question, Amulya and Walter have more than a simple friendship. He is the one who assisted her in day-to-day life and she relied on him both for daily tasks and emotionally. She chatted with other workers in the organization as she was rather lonely. She couldn’t go out on her own for her safety and most people she knew were through Arthur’s connections. She relied on employees to socialize with. Being so lonely made her naturally curious about all the people at the estate. 

TW: mentions of suicide, questionable dynamics, mental illness, average Hellsing lore

Once Walter was put in charge of her, she took it upon herself to get to know him. Amulya made it a point to break down the professional mask and learn about him as a person. Walter was hesitant to let her be able to know more about him but he eventually folded. She would bother him if he was working and as it could’ve hindered his productivity, he never reported it to Arthur.  

Walter is a sarcastic son of a bitch and she challenged that fairly often. Amulya pushed him to be more playful with her. 

I do want to say that the feelings were on Walter’s side. He didn’t realize them till she did acknowledge what happened to him in 1944. I don’t think he ever would be used to someone knowing he was put in a dangerous position and even comfort. He did keep those feelings away out of respect for her and Arthur. 

Walter was the person she opened up to about feeling alone, disliked, and damaged. In a selfish way, he would’ve felt like he was the only one able to comfort her. Yeah he acted as if he was keeping his distance but there was always the want of having her acknowledge him in the same way as he saw her. It was one of the reasons why he was so open about his thoughts events, people, and practices of the organization with her. There was always that deep respect and admiration that went beyond serving her. 

When she did have her first suicide attempt, Walter found her before she could go through it. I wouldn’t want to go too into it as I’d like to write a short story about it.

Along with the bad, he was there for good moments. They both gardened together which was her main hobby. It was the main way she was able to get out of the stuffy mansion and outside. Amulya would see it as a place she can relax and take her mind off of things. Walter may have seen it as ‘their’ place. She also got him to slack off every now and again to have tea with her or an emergency shopping trip. 

Amulya was also much more doting with him from being so close. It wasn’t odd for her to hug him. Mainly situations if she was emotional or if she comforting him. I would say once there would be an instance where she wanted to try the European greeting of kissing on the cheek but he informed her afterwards of the implications and it is not a British greeting. 

There was gossip among maids/butlers and other workers about the details of their relationship but it was just rumors. 

She was entirely vulnerable with him which made their relationship pretty intimate. When she did come onto him, it was selfish but also out of desperation. 

She would feel betrayed by Arthur for almost lying to her after tying the knot and having Integra. There would be the passing thought of perhaps he was just using her for an heir (he wasn’t and she knows but it still occurred to her). With Walter, she was looking for comfort, affection, and feeling safe. Her actions are horrible and puts him in a bad position. Nothing that scandalous happened. He stopped her for her sake and also his own. 

Walter greatly helped Amulya in taking care of Integra. Amulya would even make a joke about him being Intergra’s second dad or mom. She was always grateful for him holding her while she sits by because she felt too sick to do so. Or even just staying up with her at night if Integra was keeping her up. It would be a huge deal when Amulya was more comfortable spending time with Integra alone and even sleeping with her in bed. She also made Walter promise her that she wouldn’t be involved with anything dangerous in the organization. Buuut that promise was later broken as seen in the events of the series. 

Their relationship is more than just a simple friendship. But there were more implications and imagination on Walter’s side for the early parts. He’s a selfish character but Amulya is too. But she is tragic in her own way so I can see people sympathizing with her. As sad as she is, she isn’t without numerous flaws. 

Thank you for the question! I hope this entertains u, anon. I was thrilled to get to talk about her. I hope to get more so if anyone has anything they wanna know or see, let me know. Inbox is always open and no question is really too uncomfortable.  I do make tons of jokes about their dynamic. I am a little bit of a simp for the ship cause I like making Walter suffer. Maybe don’t be a hot old guy and betray a supernatural organization next time.

[kristencsummerlin]

X + Y

X: A character you enjoy making suffer?

Depends on the fic. For my Hellsing/BlackButler one I was gonna make my OC Shirley suffer mainly through combat. Because she has healing potions although she herself can't regenerate and the potion causes you to feel the pain one would have throughout the time of the healing possess all at once. So she's weak and in pain during and after combat and while quickly healing with the potion. Besides her it would of been one of her "students." She's the whole whiny vampire trope. She's one of those "doesn't want to be a vampire" type of vampires so she's emo and kind of bitchy due to partly starving herself. I gave her and Shirley dark background stories. I don't really want to hurt a canon character. Maybe Integra's Uncle because fuck him.

For Nicktoons it's Timmy and Tootie. They canonly are supposed to have a hard life. So I gave them a more dark Fae folklore like background that fits with their characters and the show. The idea is to continue the Nicktoons so I don't know if anyone wants me to spoil it here. lol I don't know, making Timmy and Tootie suffer a little has made them almost my faves. Almost because I don't really fave anyone in Nicktoons yet.

For Soul Eater it would be Soul I guess. I don't hate him and I don't really make him suffer. Not like the other characters from the other fics. My idea is for Maka to start dating a guy and Soul to be jealous and upset about it. So in a way they're suffering. The only other person would be Ox. I headcanon that Liz partly hates him due to his arrogant nature and bad haircut. Because those are the reasons I don't like him (Plus his odd obsession with Kim who I hate so fucking much!) So Liz talks shit about Ox all the time.

Y: A character you want to protect?

For my Hellsing/Black Butler it's Integra, Astra (I don't remember if it's his real name or my sister's head canon name for "Ciel" being it was revealed that Ciel is his twin brother's name and not his), Soma, and Alois. Astra and Alois have suffered a shit ton so they need saving. Soma is a ruby chocolate chip cookie. And Integra is like Queen so everyone worship her.

For Nicktoons it's funny enough the main villains. Because all of them want love and friendship in some shape or form. Like I can't hate any of them. Same with the Evil and or Anti Nicktoons. Because I have them be anti-heroes. Which A Glitch in Time has saved me because I for the longest time was trying to figure out why Dan, a 24 year old was working and or hanging around a bunch of teenagers and the novel came in when I needed it the most. THANK YOU A GLITCH IN TIME!!! So yeah protect the evil babies. LOL

For Soul Eater it's Crona, Tsubaki, and Patty. Patty is like an fox pup she's playful on a level no one can understand. Crona because they need all the love their world has gone out of it's way to not give. Crona is literally my dad's favorite character. Like he was watching the show with me and stopped watching it in protest because he thought the show did Crona dirty. Still bitter about it. When I told him the anime treated Crona better than the manga, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIS FACE! And then Tsubaki because she's sweat. Although I like to think of her like the Wonder Woman of the group. Something about her screams it.

[lotus-ignis]

So I did a thing...

Their suits

Alucards hair

Integras hair

Alucards sunglasses

Integras eyepatch

Alucards Hat

Integras skin

Extra traits mods

Alucards traits:

Loyal: "Loyal sims value their relationships and fully commit to them. whether they are friendship, romance or even work! They avoid lying and cheating because their loved ones' trust is very important to them."

Smug: "These Sims have excessive pride in themselves and their achievements. They are very confident and are constantly pleased with themselves."

Passionate: "These Sims are very romantic, especially when being with their loved ones."

Teasing: "These Sims love to tease their romantic interests. They get playful around their romantic interests and their loved ones."

Creepy: "These Sims have behavior that deviates from what is expected and normal. Other Sims often get uncomfortable around them and their closest ones get embarassed for their behavior."

Integras traits:

Determined: "These Sims do not allow any difficulties to stop them. They gain all skills faster by staying focused and confident."

Analytical: "These Sims are great at building mental skills. They get focused when using mental skills, writing skill and mischief skill."

Brilliant: "These Sims are extremely talented in everything."

Smart: "These Sims have better working or study performance. They build charisma skill and child social skill slightly faster. They also get confident when being at work or at school."

Reserved: "These Sims do not show their feelings or thoughts around their newly met romantic interests."

Also, yes they are married.

[faithintheunknownsblog]

Chapter Summary: After three months you and Integra finally get some alone time together but you have to face the question you have been dreading to answer.

TW: Domestic Violence, Nightmares, Fighting

Master List

A Stab At Love

Chapter Three: Playing House

You toss and turn throughout the night to the point where Anastasia woke to check on you because that’s how bad it was.

“Mommy?” Anastasia shakes your arm and that is all it took for you to wake up. Hearing the concern in your sweet daughter’s voice makes you jolt awake but you’re still a bit unsure of what’s real and fake, so you pull her into a hug to make sure you aren’t dreaming.

“Anastasia,” you- out of pure motherly instinct- wrap your arms around your beloved daughter, holding onto her and fighting back tears.

Without any hesitation Anastasia hugs you back, whenever something like this happens she just lets you hold onto her. Anastasia knows something is wrong, though she isn’t old enough to understand why. So she lets you hold her tight whenever she knows you need to, “are you okay mommy?”

“Yes, Ana, everything is alright,” you lie. You aren’t alright, you are the furthest thing from it because now you feel guilty that you’ve woken your daughter up because of your nightmares.

You’ve had nightmares since the first time your husband laid his hands on you, and whenever you accidentally woke him up he’d get angry. But he was always angry and his aggression always got taken out on you, which just gave more to fuel for your nightmares. It was a never ending cycle until you escaped.

They’re always terribly vivid to the point where it’s so hard to tell real from fake whenever your brain decides that you’ve finally had enough torment and lets you escape from the Hell that you ran away from.

You let go of Anastasia, “let’s get you back to bed, alright?”

Anastasia nods and goes back to bed, after you tuck her in she tells you that she loves you like always. And like always you say it back then give her a forehead kiss before leaving the room to cry in silence.

After you get Anastasia off to school the next morning you call Integra, already knowing she’s been since 5 am. But after the first few rings you get nervous that maybe you’ve called her at a bad time, and right before you go to hang up you hear an aggressive, “what?!”

When you hear her tone you now know for sure that you called her at a bad time. But instead of getting upset you just roll your eyes and say in a sarcastic manner, “well good morning to you too sunshine.”

You can tell that she didn’t know it was you when she answered because if she did, she definitely wouldn’t have talked to you that way. It’s weird how now knowing that she’s busy doesn’t make you nervous to be on the phone with her, you find her frustration funny. Maybe because you know that calling her is giving her a quick break.

Integra stops what she’s doing and by the shuffling you can tell she’s taken you off speaker, which means you’re an important call. She has less of an aggressive tone and an exhausted one, “most people would feel bad for bothering someone when they’re busy but no, not you.”

“If I was most people you wouldn’t have the phone up to your ear, now would you?” You tease her, and you can tell- by the momentary silence- that she didn’t have a comeback. Which makes you chuckle because only a few people have ever been able to leave Integra speechless, you being one of those few.

Integra lets out a sigh of annoyance and asks, “what do you want?”

“Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out today but you’re busy,” you no longer have a playful tone because you don’t want to taunt her. You don’t want to distract her from work for too long either, so you’re willing to forget the idea, “so maybe we can make plans for another time, when you’re free?”

When you don’t get a response you add on, “but only if you want to of course!”

There is no response once again so you start to panic, that’s until you hear Integra chuckle. She decided to make you break a sweat to get you back for teasing her, “I remember when you would just barge into my mansion with no regards for what I may have had on my agenda for the day.”

“Things change-” you sigh, “-you would know that better than anyone.”

“Indeed, just like how my plans changed for the day, so make yourself presentable because I’ll be picking you up in an hour.” Integra says and she hangs up before you even get a chance to argue.

You shake your head with a chuckle and go to your suitcase. Pulling out a white button up along with black dress pants and matching black dress shoes.

They were wrinkly even though you folded them the best you could, so you hang them up when you get a shower to get the wrinkles out the best you could. Luckily you got the majority of them out to the point that someone would only notice them if they’re staring. You also put makeup on to make yourself fit the beauty standard that your husband always wanted you to follow. You never leave home without makeup anymore because it’s become routine now, one you wish you could break. Once you’re finished you leave your apartment, locking the door behind you.

You have to wait a few minutes before Integra pulls up but you waste no time getting into the passenger seat. You’re surprised by the lack of company, “no bodyguard?”

“With the both of us? We don’t need one,” Integra chuckles. The world has become calmer once again, and she wants to spend time alone with her friend she hasn’t seen for years. But that doesn’t mean that Seras isn’t just one phone call away in case of an emergency.

“I don’t know, we’re both getting kind of old-“ you tease, “-I mean you’re missing an eye and I’ve had a baby.”

Integra rolls her eye and puts the car in gear, “we haven't even passed our prime, now hush because you’re making me feel old!”

You just laugh and buckle your seatbelt, “so where to?”

“You call me asking to spend time together, and don’t even know where to go?” Integra starts driving, she figured this would happen so she already had an idea in mind of where to go.

You shrug, you didn’t think of anything beforehand because you just want to spend time with Integra, you didn’t realize how much you missed her until you saw her again. Now you just want it to be like old times, before you left and the world went to shit. “I’m always down for anything, even if it’s just driving around.”

“I wonder if that one ice cream shop is open,” Integra says as she turns a corner. Most of the time you two would get ice cream after your fencing lessons, and somehow always managed to have something to talk about even though you two were almost constantly around each other.

“It is, I took Anastasia there,” you say with a smile. “Ice cream is still as good as it’s ever been.”

“I haven’t been there since you left,” Integra admits in a low voice. She always felt a tug at her heart whenever she passed the shop because it would remind her of you and the time you two shared before you ran off.

“I was surprised it’s still in business, it seems like we were the only ones ever there.” Your voice has a playful tone despite her own being such a solemn one in order to keep the mood light.

You know Integra is upset with you, she has questions about your sudden absence and those questions deserve answers. But you just don’t know if you’re ready to give them to her, because that means you’ll have to accept the fact that all of it happened.

“Your guess is as good as mine-” Integra parks along the street in front of the shop, “-even after Millennium it’s still standing.”

“The world works in mysterious ways, huh?” You smile, in a way you were lucky that you ran away because you were far from England when the attacks happened.

“Indeed,” Integra says as she shuts the car off and looks at you as you unbuckle your seatbelt. She doesn’t understand how you can just act as if everything is alright between you two.

You get out of the car, stepping out into the little space you had between the car and the road and close the door. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, the pollution in the London air was somehow less suffocating than the awkward silence in Integra’s car. You step over onto the sidewalk and pat your pockets to make sure you got your keys, phone, and wallet, nodding to yourself once you're positive all your things are secure. Then look at Integra as she gets out of the car but she only stands in the doorway until you ask her, “shall we get going?”

“I suppose,” Integra sighs and steps away from the door, roughly closing it behind her. Then gets herself a cigar and looks at you as she lights it, waiting for you to lead the way to the shop.

You start to anxiously walk to the ice cream shop at an unreasonably fast pace because you feel like getting into the ice cream shop will just magically make the mood better.

“Slow down, I want to smoke,” Integra tells you as she finishes lighting her cigar and casually walks towards you. “You want to spend time together but then you rush like you don’t want to be around me.”

You step off to the side so you’re not standing in the middle of the sidewalk and stay silent as she approaches. Integra doesn’t say anything at first as she stands next to you as she continues to smoke her cigar, so you just look around while you wait for her to be the one to initiate the walking again. You were making conscious effort to not make it obvious that you are trying to look at everything except her. But Integra knows exactly what you’re doing, so while you’re avoiding looking at her it’s easier for her to look at you.

“I was wondering what was different about you,” Integra says plainly. You look at her, a bit confused and also nervous because this conversation could go anywhere at this point but let her continue. “It’s the makeup, your face shape is different from normal.”

You let out a light hearted chuckle trying to pretend that she didn’t just point out a big insecurity of yours, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Don’t,” Integra says harshly and puts her cigar out. She has never had an issue with telling you exactly how it is. She doesn’t have any issues with makeup- she even wears a bit of it herself- and she honestly wouldn’t have a problem with you wearing it. That is if you did it because it makes you happy, but she knows you well enough to know you hate making yourself look different, “you don’t look like yourself.”

You fall silent for a moment as you let her words that were nothing but the bitter truth sink in and when you finally find your voice you ask her, “so why wait until now to say something?”

“I may not be afraid to tell you how it is but I have enough respect to not say something like that in front of your daughter,” Integra says plainly. The only time you have been around her was when you were with Anastasia, so Integra kept her comments to herself.

“Thank you,” you say softly because you are honestly grateful that Integra isn’t afraid to say what is on her mind. Hearing that she likes the way you look naturally is a bit of a confidence booster after being told for years that you look better with makeup on.

Integra just gives you a slight nod and starts taking a few steps towards the ice cream parlor, with a smile she says “now let’s go rekindle our old traditions.”

“Happily,” you smile wide and walk with her into the shop. Once at the counter you pull out your wallet and look at Integra, “mint chocolate chip?”

“I’m surprised you remember,” Integra chuckles a bit.

“Only because that’s all you ever got and refused to ever try anything else,” you say playfully and place the order.

Integra pulls out her wallet and says, “I’ll pay.”

“Like Hell you will,” you quickly hand the cash to the clerk before Integra gets the chance to. You honestly don’t have that much money to be spending with rent and paying for Anastasia’s fencing lessons, along with just the basic necessities. But you won’t let Integra pay, “it was my idea to go out and you drove, so this is my treat.”

Integra didn’t want you to pay because she can tell by the apartment and area you’re living you are tight on money but she won’t bring that up yet. She shakes her head, “you are impossible.”

“As ever,” you chuckle and hand Integra her ice cream, then sit down at a little booth just like you did when you two were kids.

“So what are you doing for work now?” Integra asks, as she starts eating her ice cream.

You’re silent for a moment because you’re currently trying to find a job still, right now you’re only surviving off the money you grabbed out of your hidden safe for emergencies. You sigh and shamefully admit, “I’m currently unemployed.”

Integra thinks for a moment as she eats some of her ice cream. Then she comes up with a perfect solution, “what if you work under me? You could be my secretary because I don’t trust anyone else to organize the way I like.”

You want to deny the offer but you are also desperate for a job, so you really aren’t in a position to refuse the opportunity. “Well as much as I hate the idea of you ordering me around, something is better than nothing.”

“Oh I’ll make sure to make your life Hell,” Integra jokes. She really sees it as a way to be around you while also giving you a chance to make a good amount of money that you can use to get out of the housing situation you’re in.

You roll your eyes and playfully say, “I don’t doubt it. You always manage to make my life so insufferable.”

“Yet you always put up with it,” Integra says with a smirk. She pauses to look at you as you take a bite of your ice cream and thinks about how all of this came to be. She never understood why you were friends with her because everyone is always intimidated by her and see her as unapproachable even as a child.

Also you two were polar opposites when you were young and it is just wild to think about how you managed to become the only person she is able to call her friend.

“Just like how you put up with me,” you say with a smile. You know the reason why you two became friends in the beginning was because you were the only worthy opponents for each other in fencing. But you two were also outcast and that’s how your friendship grew as strong as it is. Yes, you were slightly popular but you didn’t like the people who surrounded you, they just weren’t your type of people. You felt like you had to keep up appearances and change yourself for them in order to stay in their cliques, whereas Integra accepted you for who you are.

Though Integra does give you grief every now and then when you do something she finds peculiar but she wouldn’t stop being your friend because of it. Unlike the people who pretended to be your friends.

Integra chuckles and eats another spoon full of her ice cream, “I suppose you’re right.”

“As always,” you playfully say and take another lick of your ice cream.

“Now I would go that far,” Integra says plainly and doesn’t keep herself from saying exactly what comes to her mind. “You were wrong for just disappearing like you did.”

You fall silent and look down at the table to avoid her gaze, you should have expected that to come up sooner or later. “That was a low blow Integra.”

“You can’t keep avoiding talking to me about it,” Integra has her tone that you know means that she wasn’t going to let you get out of talking about it. And how could she? When you left she was absolutely devastated, she had no idea what to do with herself and that’s how she ended up burying herself into her work. She would refuse to let herself have any free time because all she would think about is how much she missed you. As time went on she started to become numb to your absence and gave up hope on you ever coming back, but there were still times where you would pop into her head. Whenever that happened she always had to excuse herself from whatever she was doing in order to give herself a moment to force herself to keep her composure before she lost it.

“Integra,” you begin to say but you’re cut off by her suddenly hitting her fist against the table, causing you to feel like you were going to jump out of your skin.

“No, we need to stop pretending like everything is okay between us because it’s not.” Integra says aggressively, she can’t keep going without answers. Only reason why she was comfortable bringing any of this up now was because the ice cream shop was empty and you two had plenty of serious discussions here before.

You take a deep- annoyed- breath, “think about how old we are Integra and then think about how old my daughter is. I got pregnant at seventeen, do you think my family would have been alright with that?”

Integra fell silent for a moment, she figured you got pregnant after you left- she honestly didn’t think to do the math- but she was also hurt that you hadn’t told her. You told each other everything and the fact you kept that secret from her felt like a bit of a betrayal. “Why didn’t you tell me? I would have let you move into the mansion with me, I would have helped you.”

“What about my husband, remember how much you hated him?” You asked without thinking, wishing you could take those words back as soon as they left your mouth. You just made the situation a million times worse.

“He is the one who got you pregnant?” Integra asks with rage filling her core, but she isn’t angry at you. Okay, she is a bit angry with you, but what truly pisses her off is just the thought of you getting knocked up by someone who she was under the impression was your ex.

You fall silent, which gives her the answer. What happened was that you got into the relationship, then broke up because Integra saw how shitty he treated you and finally talked you into breaking up with him. But since he was so manipulative you got back together and kept it secret, eventually getting pregnant with Anastasia and running off with him.

“That’s why you didn’t tell me?” Integra asks but already knows the answer, of course that’s why you didn’t tell her and it all makes sense now. But she wishes you would have trusted her enough to still come to her, she would have figured something out.

You just give a small nod, feeling a deep shame and guilt just like how you felt when you found out you were pregnant.

“Stand up,” Integra orders you.

“What?” You ask, though you heard her clearly.

Integra stands up and walks over to your side of the table, “stand up I said.”

You furrow your brows, you can’t help but be defiant because who is she to boss you around at a time like this. “Why should I?”

“Will you just listen for once,” Integra says in annoyance and you finally comply. Once you’re standing Integra wraps her arms around you, hugging you tightly.

You’re caught off guard but you immediately hug her back, you forgot how good it feels being in Integra’s warm embrace. Especially since she wasn’t much of a hugger, so it always means the world to you whenever she wraps her arms around you and holds you close. Making you never want to let go but when tears start threatening to escape from your eyes you have no choice, ending the hug. “Thank you Integra.”

Integra lets go after you do and gives you a small nod, “you’re welcome. Now let's finish our ice cream and go on to our next stop on our adventure.”

“Which is?” You ask and sit back down, starting to eat your ice cream once again.

“Perhaps just walking around since the weather is perfect,” Integra suggests and takes another spoonful of her ice cream, finishing it since she didn’t have that much to begin with.

You nod your head in agreement, you didn’t mind just walking around because so many things have changed since you moved. “That sounds lovely.”

“Then it’s settled,” Integra chuckles and waits for you to finish your ice cream. Which wasn’t long for you either, so once you were done you two wished the parlor’s workers a good day and left.

You and Integra loop your arms together, just as you did when you were young and happily walk together with smiles on your faces. As you walk around you take in the scenery, “so many things have changed.”

“Well it doesn’t help that things had to be completely rebuilt because of Millennium,” Integra says plainly. She can alway so casually talk about such a horrific event as if it was just another day.

“Well London did need a bit of renovation, though it is tragic that it had to come about the way it did.” You honestly can appreciate how much London has improved with the rebuild. The city is much nicer now, more modern and up to date than it was before.

Integra chuckles a bit, “you can alway find the good in a bad situation, can’t you?”

“Somebody has to,” you smile. Finding the good in the bad is the only way you’re able to stay sane, plus it helps so much when it comes to raising Anastasia. If you weren’t able to help her see the brightside she wouldn’t be able to handle everything she’s going through.

Integra slightly nods because if it wasn’t for you, she wouldn’t have ever learned how to see the positive sides of a negative situation either. Over the years she had learned so many helpful things from you that still stuck with her even after you were gone. Though she could never be as good at it as you are, “I suppose you’re right, it always helped me whenever you were around to make things seem better than they actually were.”

Your smile gets even wider, it’s been so long since you’ve heard such sincere compliments from someone, besides your daughter of course. You playfully say, “I’m happy I was able to rub off on you.”

Integra rolls her eye but smiles as well, “maybe you had a bit of an influence on me.”

“I’m surprised it wasn’t a bad one,” you chuckle. You weren’t exactly the golden child most of the time, and definitely caused plenty of trouble back in your rebellious days.

“Oh trust me, you left me with a few bad habits. I blame my cigar addiction on you,” Integra says playfully. You were the one who offered her a cigar for the first time when you were fourteen and she’s been hooked since.

“I’m only taking partial responsibility for that,” you may have offered it but you never pressured Integra into smoking. “You could have said no and that would have been the end of it.”

“Maybe I just didn’t want my friend to think I was lame,” Integra admits. She envied you a bit when you were children because you didn’t care much for authority.

“Awe, you care about what I think of you,” you say playfully with a smirk, teasing her a bit. “That’s so cute!

Integra glares daggers at you and if looks could kill you’d be laid out, “wipe that look off of your face before I do it for you.”

You roll your eyes but are genuine when you tell her, “Integra I would never think any less of you for something like that. You’re the person I respect most in this world.”

“Oh?” That came as a surprise to Integra, you having respect for anyone is surprising but her being the person you respect the most? That’s a shocking thing.

You stop in your tracks and turn to look at her head on, “Integra you are the only person who sticks by my side no matter what stupid thing I do. You have treated me with kindness in the times I absolutely did not deserve it and forgive me whenever I hurt you because you know that I never meant to do it. I came back after disappearing for years and you welcomed me and my daughter with open arms. I couldn’t ask for anyone better in my life than you, you mean the world to me.”

Integra is at a loss for words, she didn’t know she was that important to you and hearing that after all these years of you being gone makes her regain a feeling for you that she long forgot. She has no idea what the feeling is, but she knows it’s not like the other ones she has ever had for you. “I… I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t need to say anything, I know that me saying all of this is weird for you. So we can just continue our walk like it didn’t happen,” you suggest because pouring your heart out like that is also a bit uncomfortable for you too. But you just needed to get it all off your chest and it was the perfect opportunity that you knew you needed to take.

“Yes, I think that would be best for now,” Integra admits, luckily she knows that you are perfectly fine with not continuing with the conversation. She has a million thoughts and feelings running through her head that she sucks at voicing, so she will need time to sort them out later.

“As do I,” you smile and offer your arm again and Integra loops hers around it once more. You two begin walking again, it’s in silence but it’s not uncomfortable silence. You two have always been able to spend time together in silence without ever feeling awkward about it.

You and Integra spend hours together but time seems to always go by so fast, when you check your watch you notice that it’s almost time for school to let out. Luckily you were already next to Integra’s car and your apartment wasn’t that far from there.

“Ana will be getting out of class soon, I need to be home to get her off the bus.” You say to Integra and open the passenger side door.

Integra smirks as she comes up with an idea, “or we pick her up early since there is only what, twenty minutes left and by the time we get there she’ll only have ten minutes left.”

“That works,” you say with a smile and get in the car, buckling up right after you sit down. You know Anastasia will be happy to be picked up early, “maybe we can go back to the mansion so Seras and Ana can spend time together. Ana absolutely loves her.”

“I can tell and I’m positive Seras will enjoy spending time with Ana too,” Integra gets in and puts her seatbelt on then begins driving in the direction of Anastasia’s school. “It’s like they’re sisters.”

You nod, “I noticed that, if I ever needed a babysitter I know who I’d want to watch over her.”

“Seras would protect Ana with her unlife without orders,” Integra chuckles and looks at the street signs. She’s never had to pick up a child from school before, so she isn’t sure which streets to turn on.

“Take a left at this light-” you directed her, “-then go straight for the next three blocks.”

Integra nods and follows your instructions, turning when you told her too and getting to the school before the buses. “I’ll park on the street so I’m not getting stuck in the car line.”

“Good idea,” you nod and get out of the car, then walk into the school to get Ana out of class a bit early.

Integra smiles when she sees you and your daughter walking out of the school, but nearly has a heart attack when Anastasia lets go of your hand to run to the car without looking before she crosses the street.

“ANA!” You shout and chase after her, being a hypocrite because you don’t check for any cars either but the only thing you are thinking about is getting to your daughter.

Integra immediately jumps out of the car and also gets ready to run into the street, but Ana gets to her before Integra gets the chance.

“Integra!” Anastasia says excitedly as she nears the curb, getting ready to hug Integra. But Integra grabs her by the wrist and yanks her onto the sidewalk.

You get on the sidewalk just as Integra does that and both you and Anastasia can tell Integra is furious with your daughter. You planned on reprimanding Ana but Integra gets to it before you do.

“Anastasia! Do you know how dangerous that was?!” Integra yells, she didn’t mean to, it just happened instinctively. “What if you got hurt?! Or even worse, got yourself killed!”

Anastasia looks at you in panic and you pull her away from Integra’s grasp, you know Integra has good intentions but you're a mama bear that protects your daughter. Also you are more of a soft parent, so you don’t yell at Anastasia when correcting her actions, “Integra! Don’t you dare yell at my daughter!”

When Integra sees how Anastasia is hiding behind you she immediately regrets it, Integra’s pride won’t even let her stand behind her own actions. “I’m sorry, it wasn’t my place.”

“Yeah, it really wasn’t,” you say aggressively but seeing the sadness in Integra’s eyes you soften. Her intentions were good and you understand why she did it. You also know that if you hadn't gone through what you did with your husband you’d probably be the type of parent that yells at their child.

“My apologies-” Integra gets down on one knee and bows her head, “-please forgive me.”

Anastasia walks out from behind you and hugs Integra tightly, “it’s okay because I know you mean well.”

Integra feels so relieved that she has been forgiven, she smiles and hugs Anastasia back, “yes, I do, so please never do that ever again. None of us would have a single clue of what to do with you gone.”

“That is very true,” you say softly and open the car door for Anastasia to get into the backseat, watching her buckle up. “Guess I need to get you another booster seat now.”

“Mom, I’m eight years old now, I don’t need one!” Anastasia protests, she feels like she’s being treated like a baby when she is put into those.

“And eight year olds are still supposed to have booster seats,” you tell her. You know you’re being a bit irrational but you’re always worried about her, scared of all the possibilities of the worst happening.

Most of it is because you still feel responsible for your husband laying his hands on Ana, you feel like you failed at being a mother since you promised to always protect her.

“Agreed,” Integra says and gets into the car. She adjusts the mirror so she’ll be able to see Anastasia in the backseat better and chuckles when she sees your daughter’s adorable pout.

Anastasia grumbles something along the lines of “I can’t do anything around here.”

“No you can’t,” you say playfully and give your daughter a kiss on the cheek, then close the door.

“Ana-” Integra says and Anastasia looks up at the mirror, making eye contact with Integra through it, “-watch this.”

When you walk in front of the car Integra gives the car a quick honk, making you nearly jump out of your skin. When you look through the windshield you see Integra and Anastasia laughing their asses off, making you scowl which just makes them laugh harder.

When you get in the car you growl at Integra, “you twat.”

“You should have seen your face mommy!” Anastasia has to wipe tears from her eyes from how hard she was laughing.

You pinch the bridge of your nose and let out an exhausted sigh, “I already almost had one heart attack, I didn’t need another.”

“Oh don’t be such a sick in the mud!” Integra says once she stops laughing, and starts the car, leaving the parking lot just before all the other cars start pulling in.

You just cross your arms over your chest and pout like a child, looking exactly as Anastasia did when you told her she needs a car seat. “Hmph!”

“So where are we going?!” Ana asks excitedly, she is always thrilled whenever she gets to spend time with Integra and Seras. She just now notices Seras’ absence, “and where is Seras?!”

You stop being overly dramatic and look back at Anastasia, giving her a big smile, “we’re going to see her.”

“Awesome!” Anastasia’s face lights up with joy making you and Integra both chuckle, happy to see your daughter so excited.

Integra makes sure to take the shortest route to the mansion and when Ana sees the mansion her jaw drops, “woah.”

“Nice, innit?” You ask Ana and unbuckle your seat once the car comes to a complete stop.

When Ana sees Seras step out of the large mansion doors she rushes out of the car- not even bothering to close the door behind her- and runs to Seras. “SERAS!”

Upon seeing Ana, Seras smiles wide and kneels down, opening her arms wide so Anastasia can give her a hug. If it wasn’t for Seras being a vampire, Ana would have tackled her to the ground with the hug. But Seras was able to take the hug, “it’s so nice to see you again, Miss Ana!”

“I missed you!” Anastasia exclaimes, letting go of Seras and she starts jumping excitedly, “Seras! What do we want to do?!”

“What about painting our nails?!” Seras asks with a huge smile, just as happy to see Ana as Ana was happy to see her.

Anastasia’s eyes somehow manage to go even wider with excitement than they were already, she looks back at you and asks, “can we mommy?!”

“Of course sweetie!” You nod, both her and Seras’ smiles get wider then they both run into the mansion giggling the whole way to wherever it is they are going.

You look at Integra and Integra looks at you, chuckling because it’s always so wholesome seeing them being so excited to see one another. It makes you happy that Anastasia can have that older sister figure that you can’t provide for her, though at some point Anastasia is going to look like the older sister since Seras will never physically age. That was a bridge to worry about once you cross it, but for now you’ll just enjoy seeing Seras and Anastasia get along.

“What are we going to do with those two?” Integra asks playfully, shaking her head a bit and closing the door.

You just shrug and close the door, then plainly say, “be happy that she has at least one positive role model.”

“Are you saying that you aren’t one?” Integra asks and walks into the mansion, closing the door after you enter as well.

You roll your eyes, “we both know I can do much better.”

“Hey, don’t say things like that-” Integra says with a serious tone, “-you’re an amazing mother and don’t you ever let anyone make you think otherwise.”

You fall silent, not knowing how to respond so Integra starts to walk to her office, “lets go to my office and I can get you introduced to my mess of files.”

“Don’t expect me to say ‘yes sir’ whenever you tell me to do something,” you say with a chuckle and follow Integra to her office.

“I refuse to have disrespectful staff,” Integra says sternly while glaring daggers at you as a servant opens the door to her office. But once the door closes and you two are alone in her office she loses the attitude, she lets out an annoyed sigh, “just do it whenever we’re in front of other staff.”

“Ugh, if I have to,” you say and chuckle. Integra walks over to her desk and pulls out a large bin of messy papers, setting it on the table with a loud thud. You look at her in pure disbelief, “Integra?!”

“I know, I know,” Integra sighs in defeat because she knows that she should have been keeping up with filing her paperwork. But she already goes through enough and it got so overwhelming that she just couldn’t keep up with it, “it’s bad, I know.”

You can tell Integra is ashamed of her untidiness, so you put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and smile softly, “well, that’s what you hired me for.”

Integra returns the smile, “yeah… but you’re going to hate me in a second…”

You watch Integra walk over to a large door, and once she opens it you can see row after row after row of bins full of papers. “You’re right, I do hate you now.”

Integra chuckles a bit, “we both know you could never do that.”

“You’re right-” you admit and walk over to the huge room of organized chaos, “-can I just ask how did it get this bad?”

“Nobody could organize the way I like it and I just couldn’t keep up with it all,” Integra sighs. She really hates all of this because whenever she tries to organize she would get frustrated at how hard it is for her to do and how she wishes Walter were yhere to help. When she thinks of Walter she is reminded of him betraying her and how he helped in killing Alucard. Once all those memories go through Integra’s head she gives up because it’s just too much for her.

You nod knowing that the best thing to do is draw her attention back to the here and now, “well I guess I will have a lot to do tomorrow, won’t I?”

“Well we will have to get a uniform tailored for you first, so that’s on the agenda for tomorrow-” Integra nods and pulls her phone out of her pocket, “-let me make an appointment now that I’m thinking about it.”

You nod and your ears perk up as you hear footsteps rushing towards Integra’s office, accompanied by laughter. Then Anastasia bursts through the office doors while Seras chases her in an intense game of tag. Seras of course isn’t using anywhere near her full speed, letting Anastasia out run her.

That’s until Integra immediately gives Seras a look of annoyance because she is on the phone, that’s when Seras uses enough speed to catch Anastasia and picks her up. Seras puts a hand over Ana’s mouth before she has the chance to squeal in surprise and immediately runs out the room.

“Pft,” you hold back a chuckle because you know Ana is safe with Seras and that she’ll explain to Ana why she grabbed her up. Then you look over at Integra to see her irritated face as she makes the appointment.

Once Integra finishes with the call she takes in a long inhale of annoyance and a long exhale of annoyance, “you’re lucky she’s your daughter.”

You roll your eyes knowing damn well that Integra wouldn’t do anything, “yeah, sure. Act as if you aren’t a huge teddy bear.”

“I don’t know who you’re mistaking me for but I’m the farthest from a teddy bear,” Integra knows that she isn’t the ideal person to go to for any type of affection. She is terrible at showing her emotions unless it’s anger and Integra’s anger is very intense.

You shrug because so far Integra has done a great job when it comes to dealing with your daughter. “You are good with Anastasia, a bit rough around the edges but I think you have great potential at being a mother.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Integra says sarcastically. Her? A mother? That is truly some food for thought. “Who would I even have a baby with?”

“Well if I had the right equipment you could have my baby,” you wink. There is nothing but pure innocence behind your comment. But you have thought about that plenty of times because you truly find Integra beautiful and amazing. If you were a man you would have asked her out when you two were kids, but sadly life didn’t turn out that way and you have to ignore the idea. You keep your playful tone and nudge her arm, “but I don’t, so you have to find someone who is crazy enough. Plus it’ll be easier since you have more freedom now that he isn’t around.”

Integra is so grateful that you didn’t stop talking after your ‘right equipment’ comment because she would have no idea how to respond to it. You weren’t the only one that has dreamt of you two being together and wishing that it could be a reality. Integra knows that you would take care of her and she would have someone to take all the stress off of her shoulders at the end of a long day of work. Integra plainly says, “Alucard wasn’t the one stopping me before.”

You raise your eyebrow and ask her, “oh yeah, then what is stopping you now?”

“I simply don’t want to be with anyone,” Integra lies yet it’s the truth because she didn’t want to be with anyone besides you. That's why she has become extremely work oriented, especially after you left because it distracted her from your absence.

That hurts your heart even though you knew that was going to be the answer, “at this point, me either because I have you, Ana, and Sera by my side to make my life feel full… Reminds me of how we used to play house when we were kids.”

Integra chuckles and sarcastically asks, “really?”

“Yes really!” You giggle, “you would be mom and I would be the dad. It’s like that, except we actually have kids now.”

“Kids?” Integra raises an eyebrow, “as in plural?”

You roll your eyes, “yes ‘kids as in plural’ because Seras is like Anastasia’s sister. Therefore I see her as a daughter.”

“Even though she is an adult?” Integra asks even but she already knows the answer and that there is no point in trying to change your mind.

“Even though she is an adult!” You say happily with a nod. You may not know what Seras’ past is but you’re sure it’s safe to assume that she doesn’t have a family anymore. That is for the simple fact that she is working in the Hellsing Organization and anyone who grew up in a stable home most *definitely* wouldn’t be here, nor would they be the draculina.

Integra sighs in defeat but she loves the idea of ‘playing house’ with you once again because it gives her the excuse of seeing you as her ‘husband’ now.

Though neither of you really cared- well more of didn’t like- the gender roles because it never felt right to pretend you were a man. Sadly society conditioned you two into thinking that there can only be husband and wife, any other way was to be frowned upon.

“Fine, I suppose we can ‘play house’ once again-” Integra looks at you and chuckles, “-some things never change, do they?”

“Why does everything always have to be different?” You ask her, the world is so different now so why not have fun with the things that made you happy in the past?

“I suppose you’re right,” Integra says and walks to the door. Upon opening it, Seras and Anastasia both almost fall forward because they had their ears against it.

“Were you two eavesdropping?!” You ask even though the scene before you speaks for itself, obviously they were eavesdropping.

Seras and Anastasia look at each other, then Ana looks at you and says, “we want to play house too!”

You and Integra both want to be mad but neither of you can keep yourselves from chuckling, Anastasia was just too cute to stay mad at.

“Fine, you two can play house too,” Integra says with mock annoyance. The more the merrier and a better way to hide the fact that you and her were going to pretend to be husband and wife.

“Okay… But can I just call you both mommy because I do NOT want another Daddy!” Anastasia shakes her head, she absolutely hates the idea of having another man ever being a parental figure in her life. And luckily Ana’s young mind hasn’t been brainwashed by society yet so she doesn’t see any issues with having two moms. She actually likes the idea because it’s different from everyone else, plus having you and Integra for parents is awesome to her. Ana looks up to the both of you and thinks you’re both the most badass people in the world.

You look at Integra and she shrugs pretending that she isn’t overjoyed with not having to pretend that you’re a male. The fact that she can love you as a wife is a dream come true, even if it all is just pretend. Integra nonchalantly says, “I don’t see why not. After all, we both are females.”

You smile wide, you’re just as thrilled as Integra is about you both being Anastasia’s and Seras’ moms. “Well I guess that settles it, we’ll play house with both of us being the mom.”

Seras looks between you and Integra, unsure if this is actually pretend or not. At first she thought it was a joke and you were only going to do it because Anastasia said she wants to play house. But then you and Integra look so much happier now than you did before Anastasia asked you both to be her mom.

“I say that the first thing we do now that we are playing house is to go get ice cream!” Anastasia says, thinking that she can pull a fast one on you.

You roll your eyes and chuckle, “nice try but you can have ice cream after dinner.”

“But that’s like hours away!” Anastasia whines, it was 4:15 and you usually eat dinner around 6:30 but she still knows that ice cream comes after dinner. Besides, you usually give her a small snack while she does her homework to hold her off until dinner.

Speaking of homework, you playfully peer at Ana and ask, “don’t you have homework to be doing anyway?”

“But mom!” Anastasia tries to protest but you quickly shut it down.

“Ana, I already let you break the rules because you know you're supposed to do your homework first then you're allowed to play.” You start walking towards the door, “so let’s do your homework and dinner should be done by then, alright?”

“Alright,” Ana decides to listen, but that isn’t surprising because she tends to listen to reason. She walks with you and grabs her book bag that she left at the mansion door when she ran off with Seras.

“You and Ana can sit at the dining room table so dinner will be served straight to you,” Integra says as she leads you and Anastasia to the dining room. Though you already know where it is.

Ana looks at Integra and asks, “where will you and Seras be?”

“We will be in the living room so you will be focused, we’ll sit to eat dinner with you when the time comes.” Integra says, waiting until Ana and you are settled before leaving the room. Though now she has no idea what to do with herself besides sit on the couch being bored out of her mind as she waits.

It usually takes Anastasia awhile to get homework done because you are never able to give her your undivided attention. When she comes home you’re typically multitasking with chores and dinner since you usually have to sleep during the day because you don’t get much rest at all. But you get enough to somewhat function and by the time you’re able to is a bit before Ana gets home.

Now that you could give Anastasia your undivided attention she could ask questions without having to wait for you to answer. Or be distracted by you moving around and her trying to help you because she sees how stressed you are. Ana wants to take some of the weight off your shoulders, even if it is doing more chores but you refuse to let her.

But now what usually takes nearly two hours took thirty-five minutes to do. Ana is extremely bright as long as she is able to get a bit of help here and there. She only asks questions when she absolutely can’t figure out the answer on her own, and even then all it’ll take is a small bit of guidance then she can do the rest of it without help.

Ana had to learn how to be self-reliant when it came to school but she doesn’t blame it on you, she will never see any of this as your fault… Though she could get used to having a life like this, Ana loves how you seem at ease and not overworked. You finally look truly happy.

Before Anastasia could tell that you were putting on a mask most of the time. You were happy whenever you talked to her because your daughter is truly the light of your life, but whenever you were doing anything else the sadness rarely left your eyes even though you always had a smile.

But now your smile will match your eyes more often than it did before you got in touch with Integra again. Anastasia can tell whenever you’ve talked to or spent time with Integra because you’ll have a truly joyus aura to you throughout the rest of the night. That is until the nightmares hit.

When those happen Anastasia knows she can only comfort you to an extent. She can’t give you the comfort she wishes she could and she knows you need another adult there to help you when they happen.

Only person Anastasia can think of that would be able to help you is Integra, you’d be able to tell her the secrets Ana knows you’re keeping. That would be better for you than dealing with it all on your own, also Ana wouldn’t be the one waking up to help you. Which she also knows you feel bad about when it happens.

When Anastasia finishes the last of her homework she looks up at you and asks in a bit of a shy voice, “hey, mommy?”

“Yes, Ana?” You’re a bit concerned by her tone, “is everything alright?”

“Can we spend more time with Integra?” Anastasia is also asking for herself because she loves being with Seras and Integra too. But she is concerned about you and hopes you’ll get better if you spend more time with them as well.

You smile and happily say, “well I’m actually going to start working for her! So we can be here much more often, if she doesn’t get sick of me of course.”

“I don’t think she ever will!” Ana says and you both giggle as you help her get the papers into order, putting them in her folder. You hand it to her and she puts the folder into her book bag.

Integra enters the room and playfully says, “I wouldn’t be too sure about that one. Your mother has always been a pain in my backside.”

“Well love you too,” you roll your eyes and get up from the table, letting out a groan as you arch your back. Your body makes a popping noise as you stretch. Ana deviously smirks and pokes your stomach as you do, making you lean forward real quick. You playfully shout, “hey!”

Ana laughs as she darts away from the table and you chase her, laughing as well. Ana runs to Integra squealing, “mommy!”

Integra doesn’t know what to do, she has never experienced this type of situation before so she has not a single clue of how to react. She just watches Ana run behind her then Integra looks up to you with ‘help me’ eyes so you can tell her what to do.

Once you get closer Ana runs out of the dining room, you pause for a moment and say, “when something like that happens, pick her up and run.”

Integra nods as she takes a mental note, she has a lot to learn but she is alright with that as long as she can be a good ‘mom’ to Anastasia. “I’ll remember that for next time.”

“Good,” you say and see Ana peek her head in from around the corner, thinking she’s being sneaky. You grab Integra’s wrist and quickly say, “now chase her with me!”

“Chase-” Integra doesn’t even get the chance to process the words before you’re dragging her behind you, “-ack!”

Anastasia screams in excitement and runs at full speed towards Seras, “Seras! Help!”

Seras grabs Anastasia and starts running away, you all go in circles around the living room until needing to stop from laughing too hard to keep going. All of you flop onto the large couch, but even though you’re all breathless you’re still laughing.

You take the opportunity to grab Ana and start tickling her, she squirms to the point where she starts kicking the air. You playfully say, “ha! Got you!”

“Mercy! Mercy!” Anastasia yells and you wrap her up into a hug. Ana grins and shouts, “pile on mom!”

Then she grabs Seras with one hand, pulling her over to you then reaches across you and grabs Integra’s hand. Ana pulls both Seras and Integra over to you, but you don’t care because you make it into a group hug.

Integra turns her head away from your view in order to hide her face from you because she doesn’t want you to see her obvious blushing cheeks. She is so close to you and it’d be so easy for her to kiss you but she can’t, she can’t try to force pretend into reality. She can’t risk the possibility of ruining your friendship because you’re one of the few people she has left.

After a moment you say with a huge smile, “I love you guys!”

“Love you too!” Ana says happily, and looks over at the approaching butler.

He nods to you all and says in a formal voice, “dinner is ready.”

Integra is the first one to get up, though she wishes she could stay in your arms forever. She turns back to watch you and Anastasia get up, Ana surprises Integra by grabbing her hand so they can walk to the kitchen together.

“Come mommy!” Ana says happily and Integra gains a small smile, walking with Ana to the kitchen.

You watch them walk together and it fills your chest with joyous warmth, wishing that this life could be real but ‘playing house’ will just have to do. “Hey! Wait up!”

Integra and Ana look back at you then giggle as they rush away, leaving you to chase them to the dining room. You accept defeat once they are sitting down before you have a chance to catch them. You sit down across from Integra, who decided to sit at the side of the table. Integra gave her seat at the head of the table to your daughter and Anastasia is grinning from ear to ear because of it. You smirk and playfully say to Ana, “well aren’t you special.”

Ana puts her hands on her hips, “yes ma’am!”

“I know!” You chuckle, “Integra never lets anyone sit there, not even me!”

Ana looks over to Integra who nods slightly, “mhm, and your mom is just jealous about it.”

“Of course I am!” You say dramatically, making Ana giggle and Integra chuckle. Then you turn to see the food being brought out, “ooo! That looks good!”

“Wait!” Ana says abruptly, making both you and Integra immediately pause and look at her. Ana asks “where is Seras? We can’t have dinner without her!”

“Seras isn’t joining us because I find it inappropriate for her to be drinking blood while around us,” Integra says bluntly. She doesn’t see any use in lying to Anastasia.

Ana pauses for a moment to think then asks, “well where is she eating at?”

“In the cellar,” Integra hasn’t caught onto your daughter’s tactic though you can see right through it. Only problem is that if Ana asks where the cellar is, Integra will figure it out.

“Oh,” Anastasia says sadly, then she acts as if she suddenly has to pee. She has never been in the mansion before so she knows that it won’t come off as odd when she asks, “where is the bathroom?”

Integra looks at you, “shall I show her or would you like to?”

“I’ll show her,” you say plainly while trying your best not to give it away that you know what Anastasia is doing. You stand up and hold your hand out to Anastasia, when she grabs it you lead her to one of the many bathrooms of the mansion. The bathroom you take her to just so happened to be near one of the secret passageways to the cellar.

You know that Ana will go searching for Seras herself if she thinks you left from around the bathroom, which is extremely dangerous due to the various traps set around the mansion. You make sure to give Ana no indicator that you left from the outside of the bathroom door, and make her think that you’re waiting for her to come back out so you can take her back to the dining room.

When in reality you’re silently walking down the hall, lightly tapping on the walls to listen for a difference in sound. Once you hear the no longer hollow sound from inside the walls you realize there is an upcoming trap from a painting you’re approaching.

You know that most of the traps have to be set off via remote but when you’re sneaking around you refuse to take any chances. So you duck below the painting and crawl on the floor until you’re past it, then you stand back up, walking over to a vase with fake flowers sitting on a little table. When you tug on one of the flowers you can’t hear the bell that’s down in the cellar, but you know for a fact that it worked for the simple fact you felt resistance from the rope attached to the flowers.

When Seras hears the bell she leaves from the cellar and pops her head out from behind a corner at the end of the hallway. You put a finger on your lip to let her know to be quiet then wave her to you and once she is close enough you whisper to her, “hey, I need you to pretend that you’re just now walking to the cellar.”

Seras gives you a very confused look, not sure if she actually understands what you mean by this odd request. “Come again?”

“Anastasia wants you to eat dinner with us,” you say and Seras doesn’t give you time to explain.

“But Sir Integra-” Seras begins to say but you cut her off this time.

“Yes, she knows that, but that isn’t going to stop Ana from trying to get you to eat dinner with us. So I’m going to make it obvious I walked away from the bathroom and I need you to pretend that you are heading to the cellar. But you have to figure out what to do from there, just make it all seem like it was an accident. Okay?” You ask Sera, knowing that she isn’t going to disobey Integra’s orders unless she absolutely needs to. But in this case she does because if not it could end very badly, so you add on, “I need you to do this because if not Ana will go looking for you and I don’t want her setting off any traps. That is the only reason why I’m asking you to do this for me.”

Seras can tell that you’re telling the truth so she nods her head in agreement and you put the plan into action. You walk away from the bathroom- making your footsteps loud enough for Ana to hear- and head back to the dining room.

After a few minutes Ana slowly opens the bathroom door, making sure the old hinges won’t creak. When she looks out into the hallway her eyes light up with joy as she sees Seras heading to the cellar, “Seras!”

Seras quickly turns around, acting surprised as Ana rushes over to her and gives her a hug. “Ana? What are you doing here?”

“Come have dinner with us!” Anastasia says and grabs Seras’ wrist, trying to pull her to the dining room.

Seras lets the pulling happen but she still puts up a protest, “Ana! I can’t! Sir Integra won’t allow it!”

“LALALALALA!” Anastasia starts yelling as she continues to pull Seras, “I CAN’T HEAR YOU!”

When they get to the dining room you act surprised, “Anastasia? What are you doing?”

“Seras! What is this?!” Integra asks angrily, she gave Seras explicit orders and the fact that she did not follow them is an easy way to piss her off.

Seras plays along, trying to explain herself, “Sir, I told her that I wasn’t allowed! But she dragged me here!”

Before Integra can make any sort of comment about how Seras is strong enough to now be dragged around by a child, Anastasia speaks up. She puts her hands on her hips and sternly says, “if we are playing house that means Seras is my sister and if she’s not allowed to eat with us then I’m not eating either!”

Integra looks at Ana, then to you because she has no idea how to respond. You shrug and plainly say, “well this is up to you Integra since it’s your house. But I’ll say that it’s better to have everyone eat, and neither me or Anastasia have any issues with Seras’ diet.”

Integra takes a deep breath, she feels like she’s being disrespected and wants nothing more than to reprimand Anastasia. But she also has to see this from Anastasia’s perspective and all she is doing is standing up for what she thinks is right. That is what makes Integra give in, and after a sigh of annoyance she says, “fine, Seras can eat with us.”

Anastasia’s eyes light up with pure joy and she turns back to Seras, “c’mon! Let’s go to the cellar so we can get your food!”

Seras nods and they run out of the dining room, they’ll be back soon though so you take the opportunity to tease Integra, “that was tough for you. Wasn’t it?”

“You can’t even begin to imagine how hard of a time I am having with swallowing my pride,” Integra growls. Dealing with children most definitely isn’t her forté, and Ana being such a rascal isn’t making it any easier on her either. “You child is a bloody heathen.”

“She is no worse than me at that age,” you chuckle. Only reason why Anastasia was perceived as such a defiant little thing is because you aren’t raising her to fit the ‘children are to be seen, not heard’ narrative. If Anastasia stands by something she firmly believes in then you want her to speak up, as long as it’s the right place and time of course.

“I stand by my point,” Integra smirks because she won’t deny the fact that you were insufferable as children too. If there was trouble to get into you were there and you constantly dragged Integra into it as well. Though it was more in an indirect way, you’d do something stupid and she’d have to save your ass.

Whether it is needing a ride home after a fight because you were too hurt to make it back yourself, or even worse when she’d have to take you to the hospital then sneak you home after that.

There were so many times she had to lie to your family on your behalf, making up excuses or fabricating stories in order to keep you out of trouble. Integra knew that if the roles were reversed you’d do the exact same thing for her and that’s the only reason why she’d play along.

But there were times Integra felt like she should have told the truth because what you were doing was unsafe, like when you would go to ‘talk’ to people who would disrespected her. She would plead with you to not do it because she knew that they were only trying to get a reaction out of you, but you gave them exactly what they wanted. every. damn. time.

Well, you gave them more than what they wanted, such as bruises, concussions, and you’d even go as far as breaking their bones depending on ‘how severe their crime was’ as you liked to call it.

Alucard would make various jokes about how Integra didn’t need him because she had you to defend her honor, and he had a point. Anyone who ever dared to be stupid enough to disrespect her would be met with your fist, sometimes before Alucard even had a chance to know it happened.

But even if Alucard did know someone disrespected Integra, he would just sit back and wait for you to find out about it. And you always found out if someone so much as gave Integra a dirty look.

Alucard wouldn’t do anything mainly because if he did you’d get mad at him for ‘taking away’ your fight and he just didn’t want to listen to your complaining. But he also didn’t interfere because he was happy to see someone care so deeply about Integra enough to get into fights for the pettiest of things. You weren’t bound to Integra and forced to be by her side but you might as well have been with how protective you were of her.

And you’d still be like that today if you were like Alucard and wouldn’t have to face any repercussions for your actions. But since you aren’t you can’t risk getting in trouble because you have a daughter to raise now.

A daughter who just so happens to be rushing back into the dining room, carrying a blood bag and Seras carrying the bowl and spoon. Ana says in a song song voice, “we’re back!”

“I see,” you laugh and stand up so Seras can take your spot next to Ana.

“Oh, you don’t need to move!” Seras says, feeling bad that you are giving up your seat.

You shake your head and sit down on the next seat over, “no, no, it’s alright!”

Seras gives a small nod and sits down, after Ana hands her the blood bag Seras looks around. She feels uncomfortable and out of place due to the fact that she isn’t like everyone else. But you pat her shoulder to let her know that it’s alright and Seras hesitantly empties the contents of the bag into the bowl.

The room is awkwardly silent until Integra speaks up, “let’s eat, shall we?”

Upon hearing those words the night goes on as normal, all four of you having dinner and enjoying each other’s company until it’s time for you and Anastasia to leave. Integra is the one to drive you two home and all is well for now.

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A/N: I hope y’all like this, I am unsure if I did a good job on it bc of how long it is and don’t know if I should have broken it up into different chapters or not. I’m open to suggestions in how to make my writing better so pls feel free to comment or put in an anonymous ask.

[tex-treasure-chamber]

"Ain't no judge, aint no jury; I'm just the executioner."

NAME: SANTANA [CLASSIFIED]

PRONOUNS: SHE/HER, THEY/THEM

HEIGHT: 5'0

PHYSICAL AGE: 30

TRUE AGE: [CLASSIFIED]

STATUS: VAMPIRE

DANGER LEVEL: HIGH. APPROACH CAUTIOUSLY AND COURTEOUSLY

ALIASES: "SAINT", "LA VAQUERA MUERTA/THE UNDEAD COWBOY"

AFFILIATIONS: LOYAL TO HELLSING ORGANIZATION AS AN EXTERMINATOR OF THE UNDEAD YET IS NOT OFFICIALLY REGISTERED WITHIN THE ORGANIZATION'S DATABASE AS PER PERSONAL REQUEST.

ALLIES: ALUCARD, SERAS, MEROPE ADDAMS, SIR INTEGRA, WALTER, AND SURPRISINGLY, [CLASSIFIED].

WEAPONRY:

TWO (2) VINTAGE TWIN CUSTOM FILIGREE ENGRAVED .357 MAGNUM COLT PYTHONS WITH "AMEN" ON ONE BARREL AND "BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS..." ON THE OTHER

ASSORTED POCKET KNIVES, THROWING DAGGERS, AND SWORDS OF VARYING SIZES

ONE (1) BASEBALL BAT MADE OF POLYPROPYLENE

POWERS: [CLASSIFIED]

MORAL ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC GOOD. AS A VAMPIRE, SANTANA HAS NO QUALMS ABOUT KILLING THEIR OWN KIND TO PROTECT HUMANITY ALTHOUGH THEY LIKEWISE HAVE NO QUALMS KILLING HUMANS WHO ALSO POSE A THREAT TO HUMANITY. THEY ARE EXTREMELY SELF-DISCIPLINED ABOUT BLOOD AND FEELS ESPECIALLY PROTECTIVE OF HUMAN CHILDREN AND ANIMALS.

PERSONALITY: POLITE, PASSIONATE, EARNEST, SERIOUS ON A MISSION AND PLAYFUL OFF THE CLOCK. IN A WAY, SANTANA PASSES EASILY AS HUMAN AS SHE HAS NOT LOST TOUCH WITH HER OWN SENSE OF HUMANITY DESPITE HOW LONG IT HAS BEEN SINCE THEY TURNED. HOWEVER, THEY UNAPOLOGETICALLY FIND DELIGHT IN PARTICIPATING IN CARNAGE AND VIOLENCE WHILE ON HELLSING APPROVED MISSIONS.

[As a companion post to my other hellsing s/i post, this one a Grimm- a supernatural hunter]

[findroleplay]

💀Hey there! Casting my line to see if I get any bites. I'm an Enby in their mid to late twenties, searching for writing partners who are at least 21+! Got a new OC, and I've been dying to flesh him out! This role-play will be long-term on Discord, and it'll be MxM with around 75-80% story! Please be literate and write multi-para, and novella when/if the scene calls for it! Proper grammar and punctuation!

Brief Info on MC: He's a shinigami who is very old numerically (thousands of years old) and powerful. While he is originally based in Japan, I can tailor him to fit in Europe or America, too. I don't have a Doc for him yet, but I've got info in my brain that I can share! As well as a Pinterest Board and playlist!

Plot Blurb: As far as potential dynamics go between our Oc's, if you've watched Hellsing Ultimate, I'd ideally like for this dynamic to be similar like Integra and Alucard (With it being MxM, of course.) I am open to other dynamics, but that was what first came to mind as it is one of my favorites! Originally, MC was a human, but was turned into a shinigami on his deathbed in exchange for swearing loyalty to YC's bloodline. And he's already served YC's family for many generations. Now, it is YC's turn to inherit him by their side. Perhaps YC's parents died and they are seeking vengeance? Or have a more noble goal to protect the land they rule/watch over? Or will having someone this powerful by their side ultimately corrupt YC? Many possibilities.

While MC has followed orders from YC's family for generations, he still has opinions and isn't submissive. He can be mischievous, playful, but also incredibly sadistic and merciless when carrying out his duties, considering his nature.

Please like this post only if you're genuinely interested! I need someone who has passion and enthusiasm for world building and writing to match my energy. Ooc chatter is fine, but isn't a requirement. If you are radio silent for 2 weeks, I will assume you have ghosted me, so please be communicative! I will require a writing sample from you to ensure our styles match.

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[paragonrobits]

I'd even say that this specific dynamic is essential to their characters as well as the implied aspects of Alucard's own personality!

Alucard makes it very clear that he doesn't really have much of a personal choice in what he does, or what he is. He kills things, because he's a monster. He's not exactly happy about it, even if he revels in violence, and it is pretty clear that what he craves more than anything else is someone to put him down for good, while retaining their humanity.

He's embraced his monstrosity, even as he's a walking talking embodiment of Helsing Sr's theory that vampires, for all their power, long to be put to rest and all but plead to be defeated. So he is chained to the Helsing family and bound to obey them, as a counter to other monsters. And a key part of this is that while he is compelled to obey Integra, he genuinely respects her.

This can be portrayed in a weird way. He goes on a killing spree against police sent against him in Brazil, and he kills them in incredibly brutal ways, revealing his bloodlust in a very overt way to the audience (and foreshadowing his true nature as the actual Vlad the Impaler) and after being almost playful about sending him there, Integra is visibly horrified by the results of her decision to send him there, and he states that he kills them, because he's a monster. That's what he does. But it is ultimately her decision to aim him at a problem, and he will deal with it as the monster he is, so he makes a point; he's the weapon, and its her that decides whether to pull the trigger or not, so she needs to be able to live with the consequences.

She rallies and impresses him with her resolve, though she privately wonders if she's done the right thing.

So a key part we see throughout is besides Alucard's personal thought of dividing people into men (genuine heroes willing to stand against evil like him), monsters (Alucard, and the things he fights, and implicitly having lost their ability to make much of a choice in the process) and dogs (people with no willpower who just do as they're told, lacking the courage of men or the ferocity of monsters; as much as he hates it when others become monsters to beat him, he's genuinely disgusted by dogs with no real courage in them).

Integra is very heavily pointed as the ideal of heroism and humanity. She remains an ordinary human throughout the course of the series, standing her ground against objectively more powerful forces and refusing to ever give ground. Alucard, for all her power, admires her certainty and he genuinely cares for her in his own way.

So this is very much a Tripitaka and Monkey set up, with the added twist of how Tripitaka is the ideal Buddhist (at least within the context of Journey to the West) and the other pilgrims aspire to be like him, even if they're not exactly the best at it. (Well, Sandy is, for the most part. The others are a work in progress!) This becomes the core of their interaction; Alucard can never be truly human like Integra again, so he admires her as the epitome of what he wishes he could have been, or what he's come to conclude after his centuries of living. So this presents an example where the Monkey is very blunt about his absolute loyalty and being a weapon directed by the Tripitaka, commanded by the Tripitaka and warning them about what he will do, because that's what he is.

(This might raise the question of what this makes Seras. I don't think its the BEST idea to assume everyone perfectly maps to Journey to the West like that, but Seras is interestingly not that different from Sandy. Even as a fully embraced vampire, she never seems to lose any of her humanity and after the years have gone on by, she retains a close relationship with Integra and Pip (despite Alucard's example suggesting that devoured souls wind up as mindless puppets at best, and he retains his full personality).

This puts her in a position not dissimilar to Sandy, in that while Sandy is probably the least powerful of all the demon pilgrims, he is by far the most reliable; he's less impulsive and uncontrollable than Monkey, and he is far more trustworthy and reliable than Pigsy who is more powerful but even more prone to instigating the conflict of the day. This brings us around to Seras, who IS legitimately powerful but far less so than Alucard, and can be trusted to do her own thing without compromising what Integra actually wants to do.

It also kind of puts her in a position of tying with Adventure Time's Marceline for role of the most surprisingly heroic Friendly Neighborhood Vampires once you dig into their character and backstory and you go 'holy fucking shit'.

Granted, that happens whenever you look at Marceline's backstory and it turns out the spooky vampire lady's entire life is an endless string of loss from her mother apparently abandoning her as a child, meeting a father figure much better than her actual biological dad but having to watch him slowly lose his mind to magical dementia in order to keep her safe, and he's still around but he's so far gone he doesn't even understand who she is or why he still cares about her, and THEN it turns out she's the only vampire because the others were sadistic monsters hunting down the last humans and she took them down, becoming a vampire herself in the process.

Okay that got out of hand but unfortunately this hit MANY of my special interest buttons and I've been sitting on meta thoughts like this since I read the Hellsing manga and watched the OVA like... i dont know, it was a while ago. The Kim Possible series finale aired around that time. When was this? okay, 2007. I've had these thoughts banging around for at least seventeen years!)

would this framework mean Allicard and Integra from Hellsing are also a Monkey and Tripitaka?

one thousand percent, excellent example

[serasvictoriarp]

Seras may be a socially-awkward, vampire-hunting vampire, but she's also absolutely adorable and Ryuko will always love her for it. That and also being badass and attractive as well~ ♥

Seras is like a kitten in some semblance of the word. She's cute, playful and enjoys tearing into her prey with her teeth. This doesn't stop her from being embarrassed about being so close to very attractive women, though. Or being a target for sexual harassment from not Alucard, but Sir Integra herself surprisingly enough.

[darkdoverpseeker]

💀🕊️Hey there! I'm an Enby in their mid to late twenties, searching for writing partners who are at least 25+! This role-play will be long-term on Discord, and it'll be MxM! Please be literate and write multi-para! Proper grammar!

Brief Info on MC: He's a shinigami who is very old numerically (thousands of years old) and powerful. While he is originally based in Japan, I can tailor him to fit in Europe or America, too. I've got info in my brain that I can share through Discord! As well as a Pinterest Board and playlist! (I will note that I only have an anime/manhwa FC for him so far, as I haven't found a RL one for him yet.)

Plot Blurb: As far as potential dynamics go between our Oc's, if you've watched Hellsing Ultimate, I'd ideally like for this dynamic to be similar like Integra and Alucard (With it being MxM, of course.) I am open to other dynamics, but that was what first came to mind as it is one of my favorites! Originally, MC was a human, but was turned into a shinigami on his deathbed in exchange for swearing loyalty to YC's bloodline. And he's already served YC's family for many generations. Now, it is YC's turn to inherit him by their side due to YC's parents dying. Perhaps YC's parents died and they are seeking vengeance? Or have a more noble goal to protect the land they rule/watch over? Or will having someone this powerful by their side ultimately corrupt YC? Many possibilities.

While MC has followed orders from YC's family for generations, he still has opinions and isn't submissive. He can be mischievous, playful, but also incredibly sadistic and merciless when carrying out his duties, considering his nature. I'd like for him to be partnered with someone who isn't " a soft uwu fem boy." They need to be rough around the edges to tolerate him, otherwise it'll be impossible to write against with his personality.

interact if interested!

[wholesomeyuri]

✧･ﾟ: *✧ Snatch Her Book ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

♡ Characters ♡ : Alucard ♥ Integra Hellsing

♢ Anime ♢ : Hellsing (AL, A-P, KIT, MAL)

☆ Source ☆ : DeviantArt

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