Hi I was wondering if you could do a scenario or hcs where Alucard comforts his so after he sees them crying bc they lost someone important to them and they often think about all the what if’s and have dreams about the day they lost that person. I know it’s sad but I really need some comforting Alucard right now. Thank you! Your writings always make me feel better!!

monsterloversanonymous:

I’m very glad that my writing could give someone a bit of comfort ♡

I’m sorry that this took forever and I hope you like it!

(I also hope that you’ve felt better lately!)


You knelt before the grave in front of you. The rain was light but still it chilled your skin. The sobs had abated long ago but tears still slipped silently down your cheeks. You heard footsteps approaching but did not turn to look, even when they stopped next to you. No stranger would stand so close, so you felt no worry. A rustle of fabric reached your ears and you found yourself suddenly shielded from the raindrops. Finally you lifted your head.

“Alucard,” you beheld your lover’s face, absent of its usual hat or lenses. The overcast atmosphere gave him a stark silhouette, black tresses falling against pale cheeks, skin made practically ghostly in the light. One arm held an umbrella above his own head, while the other held his coat out over you, like a dragon wrapping something in its wing. The usual crimson of his attire was gone, replaced with a somber black.

Was that some strange display of solidarity? You would have smiled under different circumstances.

“They’re gone,” He spoke and another wave of pain washed over your heart, your eyes returning to the headstone before you, but you knew his words held no malice. “..Nothing can change that, Y/N.” It was a plea, his own strange way of begging, beseeching you to let go and come back to him.

You looked up at him, fresh tears running down your face. His expression was solemm -no mockery or contempt in his features. In fact, there was a sadness in his eyes, something that one could only recognize after years spent with him.

“I know,” You tried to force your voice to be steady, but it quivered. “I know..”

He knelt down to you, keeping his jacket pulled over, shielding you both, temporarily, from the world.

“You’ve had your time, you have to keep moving.” His voice was quiet, his words firm. He stated them as if they were simple fact, as if there were no alternative. That was the way of your beloved Count; never giving you the option of giving up. You stared, forlorn at the gravestone, blinking away a few more tears before slowly nodding and rising to your feet, Alucard standing with you.

It didn’t feel right -this didn’t feel like enough time. You attempted to turn away, to take that first step and leave, but it felt as if there were a rope around your heart, tugging you back towards that stone. Your tired eyes read over the name again and again, until your awaiting beau held his arm out to you. For a moment you only looked confused, but quickly you realized what he was offering.

You wavered, stepped closer, and then collapsed into him, sobs wracking your body. His arm was around you in an instant, pulling you tight against him. Just one more cry. Just one last time and you would leave; this had to be it. He pulled his coat around you, nuzzling softly against you as you wept.

He held you until the sobs subsided, and you were left only with sniffles and shaky breaths. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of you, and perhaps it was simply the relief you felt in that moment, but the light seemed to shine a bit brighter through the clouds. Cocooned to his chest, the dwindling rain pattering against the umbrella above you both.. you felt safe. You were secure, grounded once more.

“…I’m ready.”

He pulled back just enough to look at you, reading your face. He brushed the damp hair from your cheek and left a feather-light kiss against your brow, then touched his forehead softly to yours.

“Cab’s waiting,” he murmured, hand slipping around your waist to keep you close. “Let’s get you home.”

thestarjar:

hello! spoilers for “Legs from Here to Homeworld” incoming

so the visual parallel between Evil Wedding Connie (generated by Rose’s room in the episode Open Book) and White Diamond’s Pearl have been mentioned in this post. But I think it goes quite a bit further.

(The visual parallels are seen in the missing eye, white-based color scheme, and the round hair/accessories on the sides of the head.)

We know that Pearls are physically incapable of refusing an order from their designated Diamond, both because of CG Pearl’s inability to tell Steven that Rose is Pink Diamond, and because of later word of god.

It’s also worth mentioning that there’s a bit of the art book that has this photo in it, which seems to say, “A new, sensible Pearl is custom delivered to Pink.” This, in addition to White Pearl’s outfit being so similar to Pink Diamond’s, seems to suggest that WD and PD exchanged Pearls at some point. In fact, their pearls have their gemstones in the opposite locations. And! CG Pearl was the only one of the group to actually have something to say about WD when Yellow and Blue brought her up, which was “she’s not like us.” Perhaps this was from personal experience?

Here’s another odd thing: White Pearl isn’t voice by Deedee (the usual VA for Pearls–gems of the same type generally have the same VA). Instead, she’s voiced by White Diamond’s VA, and she mimics WD’s pose as well. People have suggested that White Diamond might literally be controlling her, that her broken eye might be symbolically indicative of a lobotomy. I agree!

But why would that be the case, you ask? What could have necessitated White Pearl’s sense of self being so completely and utterly destroyed and taken over?

GLAD YOU ASKED! BECAUSE THAT’S THE POINT OF THIS POST!!

Let’s take a step back to the episode Open Book. In this episode, Connie and Steven enter Rose’s Room, where everything is made to match Steven’s will. That on its own is an interesting parallel to how Pearls act towards their Diamonds, not even thinking about things unless ordered to.

In Open Book, Connie gets replaced with Fake Connie, who Steven thinks is the real person for a while. But she refuses to make her own decisions, instead deferring to Steven for everything. Eventually, he says, “I don’t want you to just do what I want!” which sends her into some sort of contradictory logic loop. She gets confused and starts saying “I want what you want what you want want want want…”

Steven gets spooked and makes everything fake in the room disappear. Fake Connie refuses to vanish, though. When Steven asks why, she says, “You told me not to do what you wanted.” She then chases Steven around against his will, appears in the wedding outfit (as seen above), and fights against him and real Connie. (She disappears when Steven admits something to Connie, but I think this is more relevant to the episode’s moral than the symbolism I’m addressing.)

So why was Pink’s original Pearl given to White and brainwashed? Because Pink Diamond did to her what Steven did to Fake Connie! 

In Now We’re Only Falling Apart, CG Pearl says “I was given to Pink Diamond just a few thousand years before she was given the Earth. I was supposed to make her happy, I just… never could.”

Then, in the flashback, Pink Diamond tries to make casual conversation, and Pearl responds robotically & respectfully. Pink frowns at this.

But she doesn’t directly try to make her stop, just looks a little upset and continues working.

So the idea is this: Pink Diamond was casual and fun with her original Pearl, but eventually went too far and made a direct order akin to “Don’t follow my orders,” which broke that Pearl’s mind and had her act traitorously. Then, perhaps at some request of PD’s that the Pearl not be shattered, WD took her and brainwashed her into being nothing but a puppet. Pink must have been upset by this whole thing, thus White’s Pearl being given to Pink to “make her happy.”

That’s what I’m thinking, anyway! Do you guys have any thoughts?

@bunnilla-bean