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So I thought I may as well pop all of my fic ideas onto a post and see if they peak anyone's curiosity

A Drarry/Sertegra ship base. Harry becomes the new headmaster of Hogwarts and goes through all of the rejected letters that parents have sent and does an adult check backs. The knights of the round have accepted the wizarding world is apart of GB and the queen should be involved so they invite the saviour of the wizarding world to the table. Before his first meeting he falls onto Integra's rejected letter. Mcgonagal informs Harry that Dumbledore was quite insistent they go, almost as much as he was in getting him to Hogwarts. Did a homecheck and was very startled/borderline scared and that she was better off wherever she was. Never did them himself afterwards. She thought it odd but didn't want to traumatised him further. So Harry takes a trip to the Hellsing mansion and meets Integra. He's informed by staff that she is busy dealing with a rather odd prisoner. Some random wizard trying to recruit the last surviving heir to an old Dutch line of wizards to a Voldemort like crazed thing. The staff inform her of her visitor, goes to greet Harry and starts talking of the council unaware of his true reasoning. "Ahh perfect! One of HIS kind." Pulls out a cigar aptly lights it "Maybe you could talk some sense into this maddening creature." About turns and walks down the passage towards the mansions interrogation room. "Well come along then Mr Potter." So a dumbfounded Harry hurries along after Integra, where upon opening the door and seeing Harry the random wizard craps himself. She turns to Harry. "You know Mr Potter you dont look like much, but judging by this poor soul's reaction your reputation proceeds you." Takes a long drag of her cigar and chuckles darkly "I have the answer to one of my questions now, so thank you for that. I know you are not someone to cross." At this Harry looks around the room and truely takes her in for the first time. Blood staining her clothes and the walls.of the room, the small fangs gently protruding from her lips as smokes. The cool nature almost as chilling to that of a dementor's aura. Lingering dark shadows flaked with a reddened twinge that seem to ooze blood. The way her glazed red eyes darken in shade yet glow with intensity as she reaches into her jacket slowly taking out her pistol, shooting him dead centre between the eyes. The lack of emotion for having just ended another's life so effortlessly. She proceeds to re-holster her firearm, her eyes slowly losing their reddened glow returning to the blue that lay before. She offers her hand to him. "My applogies for that. That nut had been driving me insane for the last 3 nights. Sir Integra Fairbrooke Windgates Hellsing. Vice chair upon the knights of the twelve." She extinguished her cigar in the pooling blood seeping onto the table. "I wasn't expecting you'd be making a house calls. Tell me Mr potter, am I the first? Or did you have to deal with anymore of the blubbering idiots? If so you have my sincerest apologies. After the london incident we've been forced to scrape the barrel a bit." He notices as she gives him the once over and smirks. Present company excluded of course." She gracefully goes to open the door. "This is not really the place to be discussing such matters. Let us withdraw to the drawing room and you can tell me what has brought you to my door hrmm?"

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When you have too many fic ideas. Not the time to write any then ponder if you could combine them all...

...But then you realise that you still lack the time and think of the amount of unfinished wips already dotted around in various places on things. And those fic ideas from other ships, that you've lost interest in but your mind wanted to combined and flashbacks are fun!

The half finished D&D journals, because that seemed like a great idea. But then thought; Hey! Why start at the start of the campaign...lets go back and write a love story for the ages...

So you have a journal with segments surrounding a 🧝🏻‍♀️moon high elf who's a 369 year old wizard blade singing blood hunter profane soul soulmate...starting at the age of 12 🤦🏽‍♀️meeting her future wife a 🧝‍♀️sun elf paladin who's raised by humans at the Lathander temple in silvery moon and is 370 stuck dead in the feywild after they moved to Myth drannor and well the shit happened...

Then on a new campaign hey let's do Integra. Omg let's give her a journal too! When to start it?....yep straaaaight after her father dies and is hunted by her uncle and awakes Alucard... Walter thinks it might help her process...and also she wants her future kids if she dies horribly/early as she's never known her own mother so she wants them to know her somehow. And wonders later on if she can get Seras to write one...

-smashes head onto the desk- Rants through( combined because of the very top idea) xD

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So two ESO mates got me hooked onto Hellsing. One new ship added. Still uncertain how anyone can think Integra is straight is a thing. And how beautiful the blood legion fits sertegra.

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Henry having a traumatic experience and not wanting to talk about it is such a Regina Mills thing to do.

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More w.i.p. about Star guardian Tristana, i’m not satisfied yet.