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missrandomdreamer · 5 months
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When you want to madly make out with the man you love but he's a priest so it's kind of frowned upon :/
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cry-ptidd · 3 days
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Wait, you made hellsing playlists?
Sure did! I made Alucard, Integra, Seras, Pip, Anderson, and even Laura.
I also made shipping playlists like Andercard, Alutegra, and Pipseras (and even Laura x Integra but you did hear that from me)
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velbsy · 6 months
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Fun fact! I have a Hellsing Ultimate character !! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Here’s something I drew this morning, plus some old art !
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nervous-catboy · 21 days
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Some of the unfinished wips that will never be finished and will live to rot on my laptop
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lilbluebastard · 4 months
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A silly lil scene from my fanfic
Fangs and blades (silly name i know 😔)
Of course this scene is a lot more gorey and bloody and does involve a bit of torture and taunting, him slowly falling in love with the lil shy, anxious easily scared vampire girl he named lil bat :D
(If you’re curious on what happened, yes she does have a bayonet pinning down her hands and one pinning down her thigh, three in her stomach ( aww I love torturing my ocs) and she’s coughing up blood because he kinda ripped her fangs out lol :> )
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p4ulduck-a-d00rsstuff · 8 months
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alucardsathomewife · 1 year
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datauthorress · 6 months
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temptation of us all [chapter 2]
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pairing: alucard / original female character / alexander anderson
summary: a new agent of hellsing is introduced, a young woman with innate psychic abilities and a once in a lifetime immunity to vampirism. she is to be trained under alucard, who also has to keep her away from iscariot, who know of her vampirism immunity. and then there’s the judas priest who has orders to bring her in, by force if necessary.
rating: e
warnings: blood/violence, swearing, death of a vampiric child.
“Here you are, Miss O’viere.”
         Shelby glanced down at the rosary in Walter’s hand, the cross the most prominent thing known. She was confused to why she needed a rosary. It wasn’t as if her Guardian Demon was affected by religious objects very much (except blessed weapons like blades or the such) and she could wear items of religious belief.
         “What’s this for, Walter?” Shelby asked, turning her gaze back up to Walter.
         “Sir Integra has deemed it an excellent idea for you to wear this on your person at all times, given the creatures you’ll be encountering.” Walter replied. “Take off your jacket,”
         Shelby shrugged off her jacket, revealing the short sleeve button-up underneath. Walter took her right arm in her hand and first put the rosary around her arm, then wrapped it around a few times before allowing it to settle. It was firm around her arm, but the cross hung off slightly. She wore other bracelets as well, including her watch on her left wrist that could track her heart rate and blood pressure.
         “Sir Integra made sure that it wouldn’t harm your Guardian.” Walter said with a nod.
         “So it’s just for extra protection?” she asked.
         “Correct,” he nodded. “Now that that’s dealt with, we have a mission for you, Seras and Alucard.”
         “A mission you say, with the new girl?” Alucard’s voice echoed within the room of Shelby’s bedroom before he materialized through the wall.
         Shelby wasn’t surprised, given that she had been here for nearly a week already. She knew the basis sum of Alucard’s powers.
         “Yes, there’s a ghoul infestation in an abandoned warehouse near a small village. Most of the villagers have been turned into ghouls and there is a vampire master at the head of it” Walter replied. “Sir Integra has only one order: search and destroy.”
         Alucard chuckled beside her, his bright ruby eyes gleaming in the dimness of the room. “This’ll be fun.”
         About a half hour later, they were heading towards the abandoned warehouse. Shelby was nervous, but oddly calm about her first mission. She wanted to impress Integra and Alucard even, given that the vampire was in charge of her. She had been training with Alucard during the night, showing off her telekinesis abilities while also preparing her Guardian for any mission.
         The helicopter dropped them off in the yard where the warehouse was and flew off for now. “Seras,” Alucard spoke to her. “Deal with the second and third floors, Shelby and I will take on the first floor.”
         “Yes, master.” she nodded and jumped onto the roof of the warehouse, breaking a window to head inside.
         Shelby followed Alucard up to the doors of the warehouse, where she used her powers to break the chain keeping it locked. As soon as they walked inside, the doors closed loudly behind them, alerting the ghouls in the area.
         “You go first,” Alucard told her, pulling out one of his weapons.
         Using her abilities to block the pain of her leg, Shelby rushed towards the crowd of ghouls, the shimmering shape of her Guardian making itself known and tearing through the ghouls like they were nothing but butter. She reached towards her right hip and pulled out her gun, clicking the safety off and firing bullets off towards the heads of the ghouls that her Guardian may have missed. She could hear gunshots from the third floor, as Seras was taking care of her floor.
         “You’ve learned from your training well,” Alucard complimented, shooting a ghoul in the heart. “You’re not so bad, girl. You may make our master proud.”
         Shelby couldn’t help but roll her eyes slightly. Integra was her boss, not her master. There was a difference.
         As she made her way through the first floor, destroying the ghouls that came out from every room, Shelby heard the soft sound of a child crying. Taking care of a few more ghouls, she quickly made her way into a room and kicked open the door, seeing a small girl hiding in the far corner with her back towards Shelby.
         “Hey there…. little girl, are you alright?” Shelby asked, cautiously approaching the child.
         “I’m so cold…” she whimpered.
         Shelby’s gaze softened as she kneeled down in front of the girl and put a hand on her shoulder, urging her to turn towards Shelby. The girl turned towards her and Shelby gasped softly, surprised to see her mouth covered in blood and her eyes wide and blood red.
         She was a fucking vampire.
         How could someone turn a child into a vampire?
         “Help me, please…” the little girl begged.
         “Shoot her,” Alucard demanded as he came up behind Shelby. “This child didn’t ask to be turned into a vampire. The best thing for her is to be put down.”
         “But…. she’s just a little girl,” Shelby said, looking up at him. “Isn’t there anything we can do for her?”
         “No. It’s best if she’s put down just like any other vampire.” he said, his eyes narrowing. “If you don’t do it, I will.”
         Shelby glanced back at the child with a strained expression, and she lifted her hand, before pressing the barrel of her gun at the child’s forehead. She whimpered, red tears streaming down her cheeks as she seemingly submitted to her death.
         Shelby turned her head away, gritting her teeth in both anger and somber and pulled the trigger. The child’s body disintegrated before hitting the ground. Shelby couldn’t look at the gory scene. She stood, grasping tight onto her gun.
         “It’s better this way. That child would have known nothing but pain and suffering.” Alucard said.
         She ignored him and holstered her gun, quickly brushing past him and into the open room of the warehouse. She noted it was very quiet, and yet, her danger senses were still going off.
         “What is it?” Alucard asked.
         She turned towards him. “There’s no more ghouls, so Seras must have killed the master vampire. But yet, I still feel as though-,”
         Before she could finish, she felt a white-hot pain suddenly erupt in her left shoulder. Her Guardian screamed in pain, as what felt like a blessed weapon had pierced through her shoulder, the blade coming out the front of her shoulder. She tumbled forwards violently and felt Alucard’s arm wrapping around her stomach to keep her from hitting the ground. Pain coursed through her shoulder, causing her to grit her teeth and a dribble of blood to stream down her chin. She reached up with a shaky hand to grab at whatever was in her shoulder.
         “Don’t touch,” Alucard told her. “You’ve been pierced with a blessed blade,”
         Shelby winced as Alucard pulled the blade out of her shoulder and helped her stand back up straight. She was immediately aware of an unknown presence in the warehouse and she turned to see a tall man standing in the middle of the warehouse, as tall (if not taller) as Alucard. He appeared to be in his 40’s, with short blond hair and deep green eyes that seemed to nearly glow in the dimmed area. He wore a pair of circular glasses and had a stubble that suited very well with his handsome features. He was wearing clothes that Shelby easily recognized due to the long cross hanging off his neck.
         “Anderson,” Alucard spoke, his eyes narrowing.
         “Alucard,” the other man spoke, a grin etched on his features. “What a surprise. I didn’t expect t’ see you here tonight.”
         “Not at all, priest.” Alucard said, the same grin on his face. “Get behind me, girl.”
         As Shelby made herself stand behind Alucard, keeping control of the bleeding of her shoulder, Anderson spoke again. “Aye, that must be the young woman that Iscariot has given me orders to bring in.” he said, pulling out two of the same blessed weapons (bayonets) and slicing them together, making a shing noise.
         “So you’re Alexander Anderson, the Paladin.” Shelby spoke. “I’ve been told a lot about you, priest.”
         “Oh really?” the priest questioned, beginning to walk towards them.
         “What does your organization want with me?” she asked.
         “I’m ‘fraid that’s classified information, Miss O’viere. Of course, if you come with me willingly, you could find out.” Anderson replied.
         “Over my dead body,” she snapped.
         “Very well then, by force.”
         Anderson lunged at them and Alucard shot multiple times towards Anderson, who either dodged the bullets or sliced them completely in half right as they reached him. As he got closer, a loud gunshot rang out and fired through Anderson’s head, causing the priest to collapse to the floor.
         “Damn, him again?” Seras asked, standing on the second floor that overlooked the first floor.
         “Yes, it’s time for us to leave.” Alucard said.
         Shelby’s gaze turned back to the priest and her eyes widened as she saw him stand up, the wound in his head healing rather quickly and had steam coming out of the wound. So this was what a Regenerator’s ability was like.
         Alucard immediately fired at Anderson, and they lunged towards each other into a fight.
         “Seras, take Shelby back to the helicopter!” Alucard demanded.
         “Yes, master!” Seras obeyed and jumped onto the first floor, quickly heading for Shelby. “C’mon!”
         As they made their way for the doors, Shelby suddenly became aware of the pages on the walls and right as she took hold of the doorknob, an electric strike of pain coursed through her body and she yelped, quickly stepping back. It was as if because she had a Guardian Demon, she couldn’t pass through the doors.
         “Damnit,” she hissed and turned back towards the fight.
         As Alucard’s body jerked back from having a bayonet tossed through his forehead, Anderson made quick work and made his way towards Shelby and Seras. Shelby reacted quickly, pushing Seras out of the way of danger and ducking down before Anderson could grab hold of her. She shot her foot out, catching Anderson harshly in the knee and hearing the sound of his kneecap shattering.
         Anderson stumbled and Shelby dodged out of his grasp once more, moving quickly towards the side and tossing a telekinetic wave towards him. Having healed quickly from his bones being broken, he jumped out of the way of the wave and tossed a series of bayonets at her. Shelby managed to dodge all but one, which caught her in the left bicep, slicing deeply into her flesh.
         “Motherfucker!” Shelby shouted, becoming pissed off now.
         The shimmering shape of her Guardian shot out from her body and headed right for Anderson. As her Guardian distracted Anderson, Shelby grabbed up an old, rusty pipe and ran towards him, at the protest of Seras and Alucard. Her Guardian slammed into Anderson’s chest, knocking him backwards and leaving her enough room to thrust the pope towards his chest-
         And then Anderson’s hand shot out and grasped onto her arm tightly, causing her to gasp in both disbelief and surprise. She didn’t have time to react as Anderson twisted her around, releasing her long enough to wrap his thick arm around her neck and press her back against him. As she struggled against him, she felt a bayonet press against her cheek, threatening to slice into her flesh.
         “Fucking bastard,” Shelby hissed, nearly held off the ground due to how tall Anderson was.
         “Let her go, priest.” Alucard demanded. “And I’ll make sure you have time to pray to your God before I end your life.”
         Anderson bellowed out a laugh, which Shelby could feel reverberate against her back. She didn’t even reach his shoulders. “Is that the only threat you have for me, vampire? I’m disappointed.”
         Shelby’s gaze wandered across the floor and she saw her gun a ways away from her. Damn…wait….
         Her knife!
         She quickly reached into her coat and pulled out her hunting knife, twisting it backwards and slamming it deep into Anderson’s gut, twisting it to make it hurt more. Anderson grunted, his grip on her loosening enough for Shelby to slip out and yank her knife out of his gut. As he bent over slightly from the wound, she twisted around and slammed her fist into his jaw, feeling his strong jaw crack under the pressure of her fist.
         “Fucker!” she nearly shrieked and pushed a powerful wave of kinetic energy towards him, causing it to throw Anderson across the warehouse and slam against the wall on the other side of the warehouse.
         Shelby suddenly felt very light-headed, and she could feel blood dripping from her nose and ears. As she stumbled back, Alucard was at her side in moments, putting an arm on her back before she could fall. He commanded Seras to take them back to the helicopter and as they left, Shelby could see Anderson just getting up from the violent attack he had just been subjected to.
         “Asshole,” she muttered.
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         “There we are,” Walter said, as he finished stitching the wound in Shelby’s bicep, wrapping it up with bandages. “Keep your arm in a sling for a few days and we’ll see how it turns out by then. But for now, training is out of the question.”
         “Right,” Shelby mumbled.
         She had already showered (thank god, she had been filthy) as soon as they had gotten back to the manor. Walter had been quick and efficient with taking care of her injuries and providing migraine medicine for her.
         “Your powers were amazing!” Seras complimented her with a grin on her features. “I’ve never seen someone with telekinetic abilities in person.”
         “You did very well, given the circumstances of Anderson butting in.” Alucard said, his arms crossed over his chest. “Our master is very impressed with how well you did.”
         “Well, my main goal had been to impress everyone.” Shelby sighed. “I just didn’t expect that priest to be so strong.”
         “Anderson is extremely strong,” Walter replied, gathering up the dirtied supplies and tossing them into the trash bin. “Your best bet is to not let him get a hold of you again, Miss O’viere.”
         “The knife was a smart move,” Alucard grinned.
         “That’s why I keep it on me for emergencies. Never thought it would come in handy.” Shelby said. “I’m just happy I got to punch the fucker.”
         “Please, get some rest, Miss O’viere.” Walter told her before leaving the room.
         “Seras, give us a moment.” Alucard said and turned his gaze back to Shelby once they were alone. “Are you alright?”
         “I’m alright,” she nodded. “Telekinesis is difficult on my mind because I don’t use it as much as my Guardian. So that was Alexander Anderson, the Paladin of Iscariot.”
         “Yes, very much an annoyance, although he is fun to fight.” Alucard chuckled softly.
         “I just want to know why Iscariot wants me,” she said. “I don’t know if because they want to use my vampirism immunity to their advantage or what, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to join them.”
         “Attached to us already?” he teased.
         “Oh shush,” she said.
         “I’m not going to feed from you tonight, so get some rest. You’ll need it once you’re able to train again,” he said, turning his back to leave.
         “Thanks for keeping me safe, Alucard.” she said softly.
         “You did that all on your own, my dear.” he commented, before vanishing into thin air.
         Shelby collapsed back onto her bed, closing her eyes.
         God, she was exhausted.
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laski-and-sage · 2 years
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Seras, in tears: this bastard just groped me and he-
Alucard: Okay, calm down. We'll settle this.
*turns around*
Alucard: Guys?!
Anderson, standing up: Which car?
TJ: I call shotgun and gimme 5 minutes, I've gotta steal a tank from my base
Maxwell: We need a fast car, Darling...
Integra: I'll call someone, one minute and I got you a fucking racecar!
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s1ckh1mb0 · 1 year
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missrandomdreamer · 5 months
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6 What's your OC's idea of a cozy night in? for Maggie!
Thank you dear for the ask! <3 :D
6. What's your OC's idea of a cozy night in? Maggie: Oof Maggie rarely stays in partially because she just loves being out to ungodly hours but since meeting Anderson and knowing about the creatures of the night she tends to be more cautious and take more time inside at night. Maggie would prior before heading in for the night would get a bunch of junk food and especially large cartons of chocolate ice cream. She would take a hot bath with all the bubbles, vanilla candles and her favorite tunes, singing as she calms down in the bubble bath. After bath, she would get in her coziest pjs, make a pillow fort with all the blankets, get her junk food with her ice cream and watch her favorite romance movie or romantic comedy. If Anderson happens to stop by, she would drag him under the pillow fort, force him to get comfortable, getting snuggled up against him and ask for stories from him till she fell asleep, still holding her ice cream and him XD
Thank you so much @sinish-tem for the ask! :' D <3
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cssiop · 1 year
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LA VIE EN ROSE… trent alexander-arnold
part seven
trent buys white roses every week in maisie's flower shop, becoming her favourite customer.
trent alexander-arnold x fem!oc word count: 2k
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"i suppose you had a good evening," a female voice rises in the air and maisie snaps out of her thoughts. it's margaret who has called out to her with a small smile on her lips.
the woman frowns as she turns her head towards the shop owner, who is sitting on a stool in front of the counter. since margaret arrived half an hour ago, she has been doing the month's accounts, giving her little glances accompanied by mischievous smiles. maisie didn't understand until now, and her grandmother's falsely innocent tone makes her even more puzzled. she continues to prepare a customer's bouquet, trying to look as detached as possible.
"why?"
"you've had stars in your eyes and a smirk on your face since you arrived," margaret raises her eyebrows, a mischievous expression on her face, "i'm sure it's not mrs. anderson's drivel that's got you in such a state. so how was your date?"
maisie feels herself blushing as she thinks back on her evening. she had an amazing time with trent, the best date in the history of dating. while she used to rave about romance shows all the time, maisie had no idea that the real prince charming wore shorts and shin guards every weekend. now, she is sure that it is not just a crush, but surely much more.
"just perfect," maisie smiles, her cheeks flushed.
"so you'll see each other again soon?"
"he's picking me up tonight," maisie admits, looking down at her hands in embarrassment.
"wow," margaret hisses, impressed, before laughing, "you guys are pretty fast, aren't you."
now that she points it out, it is true that they were slightly hasty in their actions. maisie didn't even know what trent's job was the day before, and there are probably billions of things she doesn't know about him yet. however, she has already kissed him dozens of times —it even seems that all the barriers have come down between them. it should be scary, but strangely enough, maisie is more than serene.
immediately looking up at her grandmother with a worried pout, maisie questions her, "do you think it's wrong?"
"no," margaret shakes her head without breaking her benevolent smile, "if you like each other and want to build something stable together, i don't see why it should be. you have time to get to know each other well."
the corners of her mouth turn up at the thought that she already knows trent well enough to know that she wants to embark on a relationship with him. he's nervous about everything, he buys her and her mother beautiful bouquets, drives carefully and always keeps both hands on the wheel. but those are just details because the thing that matters most to maisie is knowing that his heart is pure and that he shows a kindness and thoughtfulness that shakes her to the core.
"i'm really happy for you love," margaret resumes with a wink.
"thank you," a laugh escapes maisie's lips, still euphoric from the previous evening.
her thoughts wander to trent and his lovely dimples that deepen when the girl is a little too beautiful for him. maisie probably never thought she'd feel these emotions in her entire life, but it seems that there are many more waiting for her since she decided to get close to the boy. she couldn't wait if it meant lots of roses, smiles and kisses.
maisie then thinks of the bewildered look on her father's face when he finds out that his daughter is dating one of his favourite club players. she can't wait to introduce him but on the other hand, although the two new lovers aren't the most patient when it comes to taking things one step at a time, maisie doesn't want to rush things. preferring to wait until she is sure that trent is serious and really wants something stable with her, the meeting with her parents would come later.
margaret has already met the boy despite herself, but maisie has promised herself that she will reintroduce them properly; her grandmother deserves it after hearing her talk for hours about this mysterious stranger she had fallen for, but especially about ava.
the laughter that margaret had let loose in the shop after her granddaughter had shamefully revealed to her that ava was none other than the boy's mother had surely awakened the whole neighbourhood. openly mocking her, maisie had ended up laughing in unison with the elderly woman.
"see, i told you he liked you," her usual wink had confirmed her words and maisie had bitten her lip and smiled.
because maisie also likes trent, a lot.
"i'll buy you some new ones," a mocking look, mixed with tenderness, appears on trent's face as he looks at maisie's dejected one at her wilted bouquet of pink roses.
despite his words, a pout still settles on the young woman's full lips as she watches a new petal fall and twirl until it reaches the flat surface of the belrose shop counter. with a sigh, she curses the flowers for not being eternal.
maisie did everything she could to keep them as long as possible. after all, being a florist, she knows it all too well. the bouquet ended up in room-temperature water which she changed every two days, having taken care to remove the leaves at the bottom of the stems which could contaminate it and ruin all her work. in short, she had done everything to keep them forever.
but sadly, three weeks later and only ten petals survive the pink roses, which are looking very gloomy, their end of life on the horizon. maisie still can't bring herself to throw them away —she promised to wait for the last petal.
in fact, the girl is not saddened by the death of the bouquet, but rather by the memory it represented. as soon as she looks at it, sitting on the counter, maisie can't help but feel a flurry of butterflies in her stomach and all the chills she felt during that starry night.
"will you?" her gaze finally shifting from the fallen roses to trent, he nods softly, a smirk twisting his mouth and maisie tilts her head to the side, squinting her eyes. "tonight?" she offers.
a small grimace stretches the boy's features and he admits with a pout, "i have a game tonight," and she nods. "i thought that maybe...," trent starts scratching the back of his neck and maisie holds back a laugh; he's having a hard time leaving that poor part of his body alone, "would you like to come and watch me play?"
"let me think," she raises her gaze to the ceiling and trent smiles fondly because he's thinking back to the time she found herself in the same position on their date, pondering whether it was wise to kiss him or not.
"hurry up, it's a limited offer," he bites the inside of his cheeks as he watches maisie's face turn into an amused expression.
"oh yeah?" shyly, she gallops the fingers of her hand from the boy's shoulder to his neck before wrapping both arms around it, "and who would you invite, if not me?"
as if the answer was obvious, trent retorts in a matter of seconds, "well, my three girlfriends. have you already forgotten?"
almost immediately, she lifts her body off his in an offended expression and trent laughs, throwing his head back and catching the girl by the waist, "but i promise you'll have the best seat," he whispers in her ear and maisie feels the ground crumble under her feet as the effect his voice has on her.
soon after, trent has to get out of the boutique so as not to be late for his team's preparations for tonight's game. he places a chaste kiss on her lips before leaving and promises himself to do it again at the end of the 90 minutes.
with a smile on her face, maisie watches as the boy blows kisses through the windows before he draws a heart on the cold mist. hers melts in her chest in a mixture of tenderness and sweetness at the sight.
he has just left, but she's already missing him.
the red wave and the noise it can create impresses maisie and she finds herself caught up in the festive atmosphere after liverpool's victory tonight. even though she can't feel her hands or feet because of the cold, the girl knows that trent will soon be there to warm her up so she doesn't worry too much about it.
trying to find her way back to the car park, maisie waits patiently for the man, leaning against a wall. when she finally sees him in the distance, a radiant smile comes over the girl's face, which he returns almost immediately.
as trent had promised himself earlier, as soon as he reached her, he grabs her cheeks, closes his eyes and places his lips on hers without further ado. the cold that used to freeze her in place fades away in favour of a soft warmth spread in the hollow of her chest. smiling tenderly against his mouth, maisie detaches herself from him to appreciate a little more his precious eyes.
with both of his hands still around her face, he declares with a pout, "your cheeks are all cold, i'll leave my hands to warm them."
a tender smile is painted on maisie's face as she thanks him for his kindness, "well done on the win, even though i didn't understand anything," she finally admits with a laugh that turns the corners of trent's lips.
continuing to stroke her cheeks with his thumbs, he tilts his head thoughtfully to the side, his lower lip caught between his teeth, "i really need to teach you all the rules, so you can be an expert afterwards."
"like you're a plant expert?" maisie arches an eyebrow with a chuckle.
an offended look finds its way onto the boy's face and he replies, "do i need to remind you that i know the meaning of every rose? keep making fun of me and i'll never offer you some again."
his threat has little effect on maisie, who steals him a kiss and replies that he would never do that, and trent is forced to admit that, indeed, he is incapable of doing so.
watching the adorable look on maisie's face, trent lets a radiant smile take over most of his face when he notices the girl's braided hair. with a gasp of wonder, the boy takes his hands off her cheeks —much to maisie's dismay— and directs them to the two braids, which he delicately takes between his fingers.
"you braided them," he says softly and maisie feels herself melting because she loves when he notices the little things on her.
"i thought it would bring you luck tonight," she declares shyly and although she didn't think it was possible, maisie watches as trent's smile widens until his cheeks hurt.
"it definitely did," the footballer assures her before looking away from her hair into the florist's eyes, "you're my lucky charm."
maisie feels herself flinching under his words because, to the girl, she's the lucky one to have him and his amber irises. knowing that he considers her as such then causes an indescribable feeling deep inside her but it's so pleasant that she doesn't want it to ever end. re-sealing their lips together, maisie melts against his chest and trent enjoys the contact as he runs his hand around her waist.
he is slowly falling in love.
part 8
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rennsdeaddoves · 1 year
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HEYO!! the name's is Renn!!
In 18 use they/them pronouns make art, write things, and overall is just trying to disappoint god (its going well so far)
this is my writing blog where I will mainly post things about various fic's I'm working on (if I post em lmao)
my current hyper-fixation is changing like weather but seems to have settled on something between; spider-verse, hellsing ultimate, dragon ball, and jttw
current works in progress;
When We Make It To The Other Side - journey to the west story (this link brings you to the # on my blog) Sun Wukong x oc
The Sweetness of Rot - Lego monkie kid story/fanfic (dead dove not for the faint of heart) dad wukong
This Never Ending Nightmare We Must Call Life - little nightmares (dead dove, lots of gaslighting lmao) Thin Man x oc
Creature series - Moon Knight, four fic's total wounded dove, Khonshu x oc
Let me give the Wold to You - dragon ball super, Beerus adopts a kid (dead dove, not for the faint of heart)
The Will of Gods and Monsters - hellsing ultimate Alexander Anderson x oc and The Captain (Hans Gunsche) x oc. super dead dove, nazi's, child experimentation all the worst of the world (lol)
If You're not Made for Me, Why did We Fall in Love - demon slayer (kny) the little mermaid au with my oc Ryoka x prince Rengoku Kyojuro
Fanfic list - fanfic’s that I will eventually share on my blogs but have not just yet (this is the list to be refereed to everytime I hold a “something new” poll)
other blogs
Renn's Doves Are Dead <- this one is 18+ ONLY
Renn’s Doves Are Alive…. Apparently- <- spam account
Renns Dead Crows <- au blog (no x reader stuff)
A03 - RennsDeadoves (i have a few things posted here, please read the tags i beg you)
My ask box is open, please ask anything, send comments, or headcanons, I will almost always answer as soon as I get the ask. it makes me super happy when I can interact with you guys! (just don't be an asshole, have some decency and respect I am human too)
If you wanna ask about oc’s or another character from a story go to this link to find a list of questions you could ask!
Please also take a look at the annon list if you plan to keep coming back to my ask box as an annon so I can identify you! Thx!! if you wanna listen to the playlists i make for the fics here is my Spotify!
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williamtrasheater · 2 years
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It's my Hellsing girl Maria!
She's a somehow made child of Alucard and Anderson. But she doesn't know that because she was raised in an orphanage. She is something of a vampire? Like,,sometimes she's dead(no pulse,wrong temperature etc) and sometimes she's like a human.
Her pupils change colour depending on lightning (like cat's) tho she believes it's some kind of cancer or tumour and tries to protect her eyes as much as she can.
Also she's dumb but in a good way. Like she won't understand cardboard game rules and generally is not the brightest person but will always provide emotional support
She's built like a brick and has the grace of one. Maria is a women enjoyer btw.
She teaches ethics and religion in few schools and she's your average teacher that everybody likes,who doesn't care about grades and brings cookies.
Because Maria isn't aware of her ,,thing blood is being put in her groceries somehow so she drinks it without actually knowing.
Mary got her scars because of some blood conflict. Also it's an au where Anderson didn't die and the nail didn't affect him that much but she has a scar similar to where the thorns were.
She's a Catholic,a passionate one in fact. She wanted to join Iscariot,but was turned down because of some made up health issues.
I can't draw women also how do I choose canvas for a reference help
When she was a child she had a big phase on werewolves lol
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lilbluebastard · 2 months
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Anderson and Savannah being silly 💙💙
I literally love them so much, I adore them 💙 I loathe them! 😭😭
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