himejoshing-4life

[himejoshing-4life]

Her Lady’s Garden (sertegra)

Integra has a garden she makes a visit to over the summer, only one weekend all to herself. No work. No missions. No staff. One year, Seras stumbling across it, Integra doesn’t ask her to leave

Integra sighed, lighting a cigar as she leaned back in her office chair. She took a slow drag, the smoke curling around her as she exhaled again, eyes falling shut. Work had been relentless—endless piles of paperwork, aggravating meetings. She’d slept in her office more days than she cared to admit.

With another sigh, she sat up and flipped through her calendar. ‘I’m free this weekend…’ The thought surprised her. She took another drag, then nodded to herself, scribbling a note: off this weekend.

Leaning back once more, she smiled faintly and tapped the ash off her cigar.

Seras wanders through the halls of the manor looking into open rooms with knitted eyebrows, searching for integra. “where in gods name could she be?” She asks herself only to turn around, frightened by the sight of Walter. “Walter..! I didn’t hear you come up behind me..” She laughs weakly, her hand placed on her chest.

He smiled, “it wasn’t my intention to frighten you, miss Victoria” He said smoothly. “Sir Hellsing has taken the weekend off,” he continues, his hands clasped behind his back.

“She has..? I didn’t think she took breaks,” Seras replied.

Walter chuckles softly. “She does have a tendency to overwork herself.” He nods, his ever present smile still plastered on his face. “She asked to be left alone for the weekend, i’m afraid…”

Seras frowns, nodding gently. “Should i take a message?” He asked, shifting to grab a note pad. Sera’s shakes her head, “no no! not at all.. i was just confused” She laughs, waving a hand in an attempt to brush it off. Walter raises a skeptical yet amused eyebrow but nods. “Of course.. if there’s anything else, please do ask me.” He finished with his usual smile that always made Seras a little uneasy…

‘how is he always so smilie..’ She thought to herself as Walter retreated down the hallway like a ghost.

Integra hums softly, kneeled in front of a rose bush. Her usual white gloves switched out for those of gardening gloves. She wore a pair of short overalls and blue button up top, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. It was almost funny, she could’ve passed for a picturesque farm girl.

She had taken her weekend retreat to a small cottage tucked in the woods behind the hellsing manor. It was a breath of fresh air, quiet, gentle, being away from the buzz of her job to take care of her garden. She could simply be.

It was something out of a fairytale: the small brick cottage wrapped with climbing flowers. The beautiful garden surrounding it on all sides.

Integra stood up with a soft groan, a hand on her hip as she wipes the sweat off her forehead with her forearm. She admires her hard work, the white roses blooming beautifully.

She sighs, a smile on her face. A real, genuine smile. She adored the way the roses climbed the fence they leaned on..

Suddenly, she was broken out of her thoughts, the sound of branches snapping causing her to perk up. It was often a deer or other wild life that tended to frequent the opening in the woods, but that couldn’t be a deer, its faster, less seasoned, clumsier than a deer would be in these woods.

The noise turned out to be Seras- who else? Integra spots her through the trees causing Seras to stiffen. She takes a clumsy step back to which she promptly trips with a yelp.

Before the vampire could realize it, Integra was standing over her with crossed arms and an eyebrow raised in questioning. “I.. I didn’t mean to interrupt!” Seras squeaks out, scrambling to her feet.

Integra hums, not quite believing her, “of course.. that must be why you’re poorly stalking me, hm?” Integra asked, her voice a blend of scolding and dry amusement.

Seras simply looks up at her, her face a little flushed. Integra sighs, shaking her head. “Come on, you’re already here, might as well be useful,” she said, turning on her heel to walk back to the cottage.

Sera’s stood dumbfounded for a moment, her eyes glued to the outfit Integra wore. ‘Overalls..?’ She thought, surprised, before her legs finally began to work again. She found this new look - completely different from her usual attire - utterly endearing.

Integra leads Seras into the garden, far into the back. Hidden in the withered storage shed is an old, cracked and broken stone angel statue. Integra sighs softly, moving to try and grab it to which Seras quickly steps in. “Oh.. let me get that…” She says gently, a large contrast to how easily she hoists the statue over her shoulder.

Integra’s eyes are wide for a moment before she composes herself, nodding once to herself as she remembers the woman’s a vampire. “Of course she could carry that with ease..” She thought to herself before leading Seras out of the shed. “You can put it down here for right now,” She says, standing in a clearing in the garden. Seras places the angel down again, looking over it for a moment.

“It’s beautiful..” The vampire whispers, stepping back to stand next to Integra. The woman nods, a faint smile on her face. “It was my mother’s…” She whispered, tracing a finger over one of the cracks. “I’ve been to upset to bring it back out.. all broken” She says as she lets her hand fall.

Integra looks to Seras, “you could help me clean it.” She says with a faint smile. Seras smiles in return, her heart fluttering. The idea that Integra would trust her with something she holds so close to her heart makes her feel… warm. Important.

“I’d love too,” she said brightly.

The sun had begun to set by the time the two finished cleaning the old statue. Integra stands up, quietly admiring the work they put into it. Seras moved to stand next to her, her eyes soft as she looks at the angel. Seras looks up at Integra, her eyes gentle. “I’m sure she would be very proud..” She says without thinking.

Integra is still for a moment, to which Seras almost begins to apologize, but before she can start Integra speaks up.

“I think she would’ve really liked you..” Integra whispers, her eyes never leaving the angel.

She looks down Seras, smiling softly. “Come on, I’ll make us some tea.” Integra begins to walk into the cottage, Seras standing still watching her for a moment. She can hardly believe any of this is really… Her legs decide to work for the second time that day, hurrying to catch up with her.

[himejoshing-4life]

Welcome!!

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About this blog!

Fan fiction for multiple fandoms that i love! most if not all of my writing will be between two women! i don’t plan to do any NSFW works. I’m open to requests!

What i write for (as of right now)

Hellsing (Seras x Integra) The Rose of Versailles (Oscar x Rosalie [one sided]) (Marie and Oscar)

[himejoshing-4life]

Rosalie had always thought about what Oscar said that day:

“If i were a man, i would be proud to be your husband.”

Why couldn’t Oscar be hers, as she is..? Since when did gender ever stop the solider? Rosalie shook her head, clearing her mind as she walks down the hallway of the Jarjayes manor. She carried oscar’s cleaned uniform in her arms, intent of bringing it to the woman.

She stopped outside the woman’s room, raising her hand to knock before she noticed it slightly cracked open. Out of pure curiosity, she pushed open the door, peaking into the room.

She was met with the sight of Oscar at her desk, her arms folded against the dark wood, her cheek resting against the white of her shirt sleeves. The desk sat in front of a grand window that caught the sunset beautifully. Though the beauty of the sunset was overlooked by the graceful and soft look that Oscar had while she was sleeping.

Her golden hair splayed against her back as arms, cascading down her arms and onto the table. Rosalie adored brushing her hair… Oscar wouldn’t let her often, claiming she could do it herself. But occasionally Oscar was tired or in need of some semblance of comfort, whether she knew it or not, and would let rosalie work with her hair.

The young woman sighed softly, shaking her head as she walks farther into the room. She gently placing the military jacket on the bed before her attention turns back to the military commander. Rosalie slowly walked over to her, making sure her heels didn’t make too much noise. She smiles faintly, her heart picking up as she looked down at her. Carefully picking up the woman’s hair, moving it out of her face.

She smiled faintly, gently running her fingers through the woman’s golden hair. She imagined countless times tell the woman everything she’d kept in her heart.

But instead, she lets her hands fall down softly, taking a gentle step back. Carefully quiet.

Something’s are better unsaid.

[himejoshing-4life]

working on a new sertegra piece >:3 i love lesbians and gardens!!

[himejoshing-4life]

Fangs and Formalwear

Integra was invited to a ball as a way to quell political parties. Seras attended with her as her bodyguard.

triggers: none

“Goodness…” Seras muttered, her blue eyes wide as she takes in the grand room. Live music playing which people were dancing to, people talking gleefully, dresses and suits that cost more than she’s ever seen in her life. it was like nothing she had ever seen before.

“Close your mouth Seras” Integra said, a small amused curl of her lip. Integra looked beautiful, wearing a deep blue ball gown with gold embellishments. It hugged her figure gracefully. The cut not too low, but low enough to draw your attention to her defined collarbone. The gown reached the floor, dragging behind her just slightly, showing off her tall stature. Seras, on the other hand, wore a red dress made of crushed velvet. She ran her hands down the fabric, as if to fix any wrinkles, as she thought about how Integra insisted she wore it..

“You would look devine, Seras” Integra told her, an unusually sincere smile on her face. The comment lingered in the vampires mind longer than she would like to admit. ‘Do i really look okay in this… i feel ridiculous…’ She thought to herself as she continued looking around the room. The scene infront of her was overwhelming, all of the people, the lavishly decorated room, the..

“Seras? Seras Victoria?” She heard suddenly, perking up as she snapped out of her thoughts “Sir?” She replied quickly, looking up at Integra next to her, a hint of concern in the woman’s eyes though quickly covered by her round glasses. “You were lost in thought” Integra said bluntly, “Are you feeling alright?” The taller woman’s voice stayed level, but Seras could feel the hint of concern in her tone. “Ah.. Yes sir, i’m feeling alright..” The blonde said, although it wasn’t very convincing. The rise of Integra’s eyebrow told her that. “You need to stay alert” Integra said looking around the room herself. Integra looked almost comfortable.

“How many times have you been to a party like this?” Seras thought aloud, her face turning a slight flush as she realized her mistake. Integra smiles, unusually soft. “I’ve been attending these since i was 14” The woman responded as she picked up a drink from a passing waiter. “I would normally come alone, but with the rise of attacks i thought this would be safer,” she said, taking a swig of the champagne.

Seras eyes were fixed on Integra and Integra alone, the way she stood with such confidence and grace, it was more than admirable. ‘i shouldn’t be staring like this.. it’s not appropriate, especially here, she’s my master, not my date.’

“You’re staring again Victoria,” Integra stated once more the amused curl still present on her face, glancing over at the shorter woman. Laughing awkwardly, Seras averted her eyes before she felt Integra’s gloved hand grab her wrist. The taller woman weaved easily through the crowd, pulling the two of them onto a balcony over looking the grand garden outside of the equally as lavish ballroom. Integra’s hand lingered for a moment too long, though Seras could have made it out to be her imagination.

The change in scenery was more than welcomed to Seras, the muffled voices like distant memories. “Better?” Integra asks, leaning against the balcony railing looking down at the gardens. After an awkward beat Seras nods, finally breaking her silence, “Much better.. thank you”

“You’ve been distracted tonight”

“Have I..?” Seras replied, walking up next to the taller woman, looking at how the moon hits her tan skin. Her sharp blue eyes meet Seras’ softer one in a knowing glance. “We have worked together long enough for me to know when you’re having a bad night” Integra said, finishing the fluet of champagne in her hand.

Seras laughs weakly again. “I suppose you’re right..” She replied, her voice soft, almost embarrassed. “You can talk to me you know,” Integra said, her voice a tad more gentle “I’m not just your master.” Integra glanced to the vampire for a moment, making sure her words reached her.

Seras nods, playing with her hands nervously to which Integra covers them with one of her own, lacing her fingers with one of Seras’ hands. “I’m here for you Seras” Integra said, her voice soft and sure, a lingering hint of vulnerability. Seras’ eyes were wide, a tinge of pink in her cheeks as she looked up at the woman. The blondes mind fried at the touch. “I.. I know sir..” She says, almost inaudible.

“Then talk,” The older woman ordered, flat but not cold, almost welcoming when it comes to Integra.

“It’s just..” Seras sighs, “I feel so out of place here.”

“You do? You certainly look the part..” Integra joked in an attempt to lighten Seras’ mood. Seras smiled softly but shook her head. “I just never imagined this life would be for me, parties with high society..” She sighed softly, looking up at Integra, her cheeks still flushed. “Silly… isn’t it?”

Integra shook her head, looking back out at the gardens, the swaying of the trees in the comfortable night breeze. “Not at all” Integra states, her thumb absentmindedly brushing against Seras’ knuckles. “It’s never been this easy for me,” The taller woman says gently “This might be the easiest party I’ve attended..” She whispers. Seras could have sworn she saw the woman look bashful, the way her gaze lowered, embarrassed to meet Seras’ gaze.

“Has it..?” Seras inquires gently, almost worried to push her. To the vampires surprise, Integra nods. “I’m hardly comfortable at these parties.. But tonight has been different.” Integra said, looking back at Seras, her gaze gentle behind her glasses.

Integra nods gently “It has..” She grabs both of Seras’ hands in her closed ones. “Thank you..” She whispers. “For agreeing to come with me tonight” Seras’ face goes brighter as she nods, smiling bashfully as she tries to play it off. “Of.. of course..! why wouldn’t i..?” She says, her voice shaky. ‘She’s being so sweet.. it’s so adorable..’ Seras thought as she looked up at Integra.

“You’re beautiful….” Integra whispers, clearly not intended to be said, the taller woman’s face pink again.

Seras stiffens slightly at the comment, her brain freezing. ‘Me… beautiful…?’ The shorter woman thought to herself. ‘Has she seen herself…?’ She thought once more.

“I’m sorry..” Integra said quickly, dropping her hands. turning back to the gardens. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable” Integra sates again, her voice back to its guarded manner.

Seras shakes her head quickly, waving her hands, her face completely red. “No no!! not at all..! that’s not that case..! it just..” she stopped for a moment, nervously taking Integra’s hand once more. “I wasn’t expecting it, that’s all..” She whispers, her voice reassuring.

“You look… ravishing..” Seras says, lifting Integra’s hand to kiss it gently, looking up at her through her eyelashes to make sure she isn’t doing anything wrong. She was met with the sight of Integra looking… embarrassed? Her cheeks flushed and her mouth open as if to say something. “Ah..” Integra whispers, “Thank you..”

Seras nods, lowering Integra’s hand, equally as embarrassed. “Of course..” She whispers back, turning her attention back to the gardens. After a beat of what’s turning into comfortable silence, Seras shuffles closer to Integra, their shoulders brushing against each others.

They stand together for a moment longer, Seras contemplating resting her head on Integra’s shoulder before the woman speaks.

“We should probably head back…” Integra whispers, though she doesn’t move to leave the balcony

Seras nods, although she takes a moment before speaking, “Just another minute..?” She whispers, glancing up at Integra. She’s met with the sight of a small smile on Integra’s normally stern face, nodding once.

First fanfiction ever!!! pleasee leave constructive criticism if necessary!