#alutegra
if a work of fiction doesn’t make me think intensely about each character’s personal tragedy with that specific ache in my heart whenever i space out then what’s the point?
Drawing a zine/short story right now where Alucard bootblacks for Integra as a ritual of sorts, when she puts on her “uniform” for the first time and it ends up as a rite of passage into adulthood from “girl” to “woman-knight”. and uh, there’s a vampire-sub-quasi-lover bootblack for you in a pretty screamingly sexual display of loyalty. pretty heady despite nobody taking their clothes off! if anything clothes are being put on lol!
the most interesting thing about this zine, though – is I’m mentally drawing it from Alucard’s perspective, now.
I got stuck on this zine a few times when I was drawing it from integra’s perspective at first, thinking that was more, mm relateable? palatable? to the general audience and hell, even myself. it’s a fun perspective but ultimately was a mistake, as the real buzz was from his side here and how much that capital-S-service fills a real hole in his soul that religion had left.
cue the notes above ~
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