SIR INTEGRA HELLSING. he/him/his. † WRITTEN BY RAT. he/him/his.
† CARRD.
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SIR INTEGRA HELLSING. he/him/his. † WRITTEN BY RAT. he/him/his.
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To the public, Integra dresses as a vampire hunter every year--- but really he just openly wears his vampire ass kicking gear as a threat
Halloween, you mean: vampire dramatics night?
• °☆ It: Chapter Two (2019) ☆ ° •
feel free to change words and pronouns as needed.
“If you’re my friend, why are you hiding in the dark?”
“You’re not my friend. You’re scary.”
“Well, you feel like you could just about die.”
“I feel very relieved to be here with you guys.”
“We don’t owe this town shit!”
“But you know what they say about (place). No one who dies here ever really dies!”
“Alone? Oh, you’ve always been alone.”
“It’s your fault what happened, isn’t it?”
“You think this is some sort of game, huh? Well fuck you, alright?!”
“You’re braver than you think.”
“Yeah, I gotta be honest, man. All due respect, this is fucking stupid, alright?”
“Oh, did it work, (name)? Did it work? Tell them why your silly little ritual didn’t work!”
“Are you fucking kidding me, (name)?”
“Oh my God, what happened to you?”
“Nothing. I’m fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.”
“Yeah, splitting up would be dumb, man. We gotta go together, alright?”
“I know what you are. That’s why I’m not afraid.”
“I know your secret! Your dirty little secret! Oh, I know your secret! Your DIRTY little secret! Should I tell them, (name)?”
“Look at you… you’re all grown up.”
“Hey, fuck face! You wanna play Truth or Dare? Here’s the truth: you’re a sloppy bitch!”
“You should cut that fucking mullet, it’s been like thirty years, man!”
“I love what he’s done with the place.”
“I know your every move, you little bitch.”
“I’m a Loser. And I’ll always be a fucking Loser.”
“Yeah, man. That’s what we were supposed to do, asshole.”
“Close your eyes if you don’t believe. Close them and see.”
“He’s alright, he’s just hurt. We gotta get him out of here. He’s just hurt.”
“Honey. He’s dead.”
@judaspriested
" I should have known that stench was the STINK OF CATHOLICS." Moon-pale hair slips over broad shoulder and coat as Sir Hellsing cocks his head to the side, glasses glinting an echo of the fading dusk light. A recent injury has left Integra limping and cane-bound. He leans his full weight against it as he stares the Behemoth Anderson down. "Tell me, Judas, were you following me? Or am I just that unlucky? "

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@kittes - “ HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? “
FLICK, CLICK, SPARK! Integra's expression is that of rue and mirth as he reignites the butt of a half-smoked cigar, back against wall, wall against back. The smell of liquid iron permiates the air like smoke. There's blood in his teeth. There's— blood all over him. It's hard to tell what's his and what isn't. Paper, gore, and furniture debris are scattered across Integra's study like somebody might sprinkle a handful of salt into a wound.
"Came while you were gone. They must have figured that the bureaucratic head of Hellsing would be defenseless without his pet Vampires around and lured you away. How unfortunate for them."
There is a dull THUNK of skull and plaster as Integra closes his eyes and leans his head back against the wall, cigar still hanging from his mouth. "Their bodies are in the drawing room, poor bastards. We'll bury them in the potter's field before sunrise. For now—" Integra shifts, wincing as he clutches his side. "—I need a drink."
@hellthirst
Integra isn't mad. He can't even say that he's disappointed. OR SURPRISED. But a second ace of spades doesn't simply manifest out of nowhere (or maybe it does), and suddenly, Integra understands why he hasn't been able to win a single game against Alucard since age 12. Sir Hellsing throws his cards onto the table with a scoff, rattling teacups in their saucers. To think they even moved a proper table down here for this.
RIGGED CARDS IN THE DUNGEON. how quaint.
"— you're a rotten cheat, Alucard. Don't you know that defeats the point of even playing?"
very sexy of my fiance to make most of those tags for me tbh
TAGS.
† ┊ &. OOC ⇀ ( rat squeaks ) † ┊ &. IC ⇀ ( demons are entombed / my venus doom)
† ┊ &. PROMPTS ⇀ ( so here we go again / it echoes in my head ) † ┊ &. DASH COMM ⇀ ( what are you? an idiot sandwich. ) † ┊ &. CRACK ⇀ ( BANG! BANG! BANG!) † ┊ &. PROMO ⇀ ( for queen & country ) † ┊ &. HC ⇀ ( i hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground ) † ┊ &. DESIRES ⇀ ( burns eternally / forever yours nocturnally ) † ┊ &. THOUGHTS ⇀ ( carry your cross and i will carry mine ) † ┊ &. AES ⇀ ( adorned in red and grey / the predator and prey ) † ┊ &. STUDY ⇀ ( im out for blood / to claim whats mine ) † ┊ &. SELF ⇀ ( to capture a predator / you cant remain the prey ) † ┊ &. ALUCARD ⇀ ( dont ever tame your demons / keep them on a leash ) † ┊ &. SH. ALUCARD ⇀ ( out of an entire kingdom / he kneels only to me ) V / ??? ┊ &. UNDECIDED V / ONE ┊ &. MAIN ⇀ ( the devils got his eye on you / dont go out tonight ) V / TWO ┊ &. FGO ⇀ ( heaven could fall / but hell is ours to face )
Oh dear, let me see those smokey eyes ‘Cause you’re a villainous thing And we can’t have you living a lie Oh dear, let’s remove those pretty clothes ‘Cause you’re a villainous thing, oh And I don’t think anyone knows.
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STARTER CALL.
I hate that my first IC post on this blog is alutegra makeouts but. I can’t say it isn’t fitting or that it isn’t indicative of what mutuals sign up for by following me back.
Alucard isn’t allowed to touch Integra during buisness hours because they both turn into feral creatures the second their bodies make contact.
@hellslngs said: “ Kiss me, you animal. “ ↪ unprompted bc ur horny on main ig
– how demanding! What rarity and delight, the request. Slinking shadows part from walls, filmed in the lambent light of a red moon through the window. (What a LOVELY night it is!) Shadows pull and stretch, and rather than moving around the chair to face his Master proper, he stretches long and limbed over the back of the chair, tongue snaking.
“You can be an insatiable creature, my master.” but is there anything more pleasing in the world to him than a pleasant order? The creatures long tongue parts lips and its teeth snap with a threat but do not dare break skin, do not dare spill blood so precious.
do not dare spill blood so precious. NOT WITHOUT PERMISSION, THAT IS. Integra’s head tilts to meet Alucard like a witch greeting the moon, polished leather shoe tap - tap - tapping against the edge of his desk in waiting. And when finally, the creature fulfills his orders, he’s met with teeth nearly as sharp as his own. Not in reality- but in passion, in eagerness. His head is so tipped in silent desperation to meet him that the collumn of his throat can be viewed like a marble pillar. Integra swallows their mingling saliva and the pillar bobs. His Master’s hot breath echoes off of the Vampire’s skin as he huffs through his nose. The kiss is a strain, that is certain. But it’s less of a strain when Integra reaches to cradle- no, SEIZE- Alucard’s head and keep him close. Closer. They part when his lungs burn (need for oxygen, such a human imperfection- and annoying, at times like this). Integra falls back into his seat, ashen hair fallen into his face, chest a rhythm. His hair sways with each breath. He looks ahead, but the image of Alucard and his smile is burned into his eyes even as he blinks. “ I would eat you alive if I knew it would sate my hunger. “
there isn’t any god and when you die, you’re just dead and heaven’s just a fairytale to put you to the bed there ain’t nobody watching us, ‘cause nobody cares and in the end we’re living all alone. ind. alucard of hellsing / written by mochi ( credit. )
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Injured/Injury Starters
Injured
“Oh shit, are you alright?”
“Dude, I don’t think you’re alright.”
“Blood’s not supposed to be coming from there…”
“That looks broken.”
“Can you move your __?”
“Are you okay?”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Who did this?”
“Did you do this to yourself?”
“How did this happen?”
“We need to get you to a hospital.”
“Do you need to go to a hospital?”
“That’s not supposed to bend that way.”
“Do you want me to look at it?”
“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”
“Stop moving!”
“There’s so much blood.”
“I’ll see if I have a first aid kit.”
“Just… Stay here and I’ll get help.”
“How did you even do this?”
“This happened in a fight?”
“Walk it off.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I think you need stitches.”
“You dumbass.”
Injury
“I think I hurt myself.”
“I can’t feel my __.”
“I think my __ is broken.”
“Shit, that hurts to move.”
“I don’t think I can get up.”
“I’m going to try to get up.”
“Can you go get help?”
“I need help.”
“I think I’m going to pass out.”
“I don’t think there’s supposed to be that much blood.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I got [shot, stabbed, etc].”
“I can’t walk.”
“I don’t think I need to go to a hospital.”
“I think I need to go to the hospital.”
“Stop laughing, this hurts.”
“My last words better not be stupid.”
“That was a dumb idea.”
“Shit, that burns.”
“I’m fine… really.”
“Damn, I can’t get the bleeding to stop.”
“I got into a fight…”
“I feel lightheaded.”
“It hurts to move.”
“Can you look at it for me?”
STARTER CALL.