#heirsing

[nexusbeingmoved]

heirsing replied to your post ““ Hearts are complicated things. ””

this really hit me hard wow

HEHE

[vojvode]

can u get your chair out of the sub-basement corridor please you bloody twerp

[nexusbeingmoved]

“ Hearts are complicated things. ”

❛    AND WHAT OF YOUR HEART?    ❜       she speaks, emboldened either by the wine or the magic or the imagined anonymity the night gave her – maybe a mix of all three.    SHE BLOSSOMED IN THE DARK,    fragrant of rose, blood, honey.    the moon was waning, a wink in the velvet sky.       ❛      does it complicate things for you?    do i?    ❜ 

meme / @heirsing

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heirsing replied to your post “im asexual that means i am IMPERVIOUS to the law and ANY FORM OF WRONG...”

you can't do fuck crimes if you don't fuck!

SJTSLERJKYSLERU

[vlyuvdova]

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HER LIP IS BLEEDING.   she can taste the copper of it along her teeth,    teasing at her tongue.    she doesn’t mind it,    even as she wipes the red away with the back of her hand.    A MISTAKE,    to be so distracted,    even for such a small bit of time.

her back collides with the wall,    & she grits her teeth to bar the groan that erupts from her throat at the sheer force of it.    SHE’S CORNERED.    it’s not often that she’s cornered.     she catches herself thinking that she let this happen,    & it brings a smile to her lips that she has no intention of hiding  ;  not in the midst of her heaving lungs,    not while pressed to the hard brick,     not when integra is close & she’s leaning even closer.    FOR THE SECOND TIME,     she collides,    but this time it is with flesh & blood,    & she thinks it should’ve been sooner.

she tastes her own blood again,    & if she weren’t so taken by the kiss she would smile even wider  ---  but her fingers have wound themselves in thick,    blonde hair & she’s feeling the other woman’s body pressed closer to her own & there’s nothing else on her mind that when they part it is too soon.    TOO SOON.

              ❝     does this mean you’re up for another round ?    ❞

KISSES. 2. rough kiss against the wall    :   @heirsing

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Send me ⊗ for 3+ headcanons about your muse and mine.

Despite their actions and attitude towards Hellsing’s leader, Heinkel has grown to have some begrudging respect for Integra, birthed from when she drove her sword into the ground to mark Alexander Anderson’s death.

Heinkel may actually willingly follow Integra’s orders, if the situation is right— though they will never admit this aloud.

Integra is one of the few people that treat Heinkel as ‘human’ after the Battle of London and their transformation into a Regenerator. Most act as if they are a monster or treat them as nothing more than the weapon they’ve been crafted to be.

Even after what they’ve both gone through, there’s still some degree of verbal banter between Heinkel and Integra when they come face to face

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:) light me another cigar

“— Verpishh dish.”

[vojvode]

don't look at me, monster.

call ! him ! a ! monster ! / accepting

really, he can’t help himself — not that he’d ever try. as much as she’ll always be that same little girl that ran, terrified, into his cell, he’s also far from blind to the caliber of leader she’s become. like father like daughter. integra van hellsing does not just excel at war; she’s beginning to enjoy it. and alucard revels in that change as much as he does the chaos and horror that had forged it. 

but this is his nature. as she says, he is a monster. and what does that make her, he wonders, with just how much they now share in common? still, he bows in his obedience — already fading to blackened smoke before his voice is through,❝  as you wish, my master.  ❞