3 Works in Rip Van Winkle (Hellsing)/Reader
29 Dec 2018
"Great, we've only got three female vampires and they're ALL lesbians." -one of the ten thousand male Millennium vampires, probably.
AKA that fic where Zorin and Rip passive-aggressively compete with each other to win Reader-chan's affections.
A small mission, completed sorely for the sake of proving a point, results in an unexpected budding interest between the most unexpected of people, much like the flight of a flock of partridges during shooting season...
As invading and humiliating it would be for her, you couldn’t help but feel inclined to observe this creature and her mannerisms in this situation, faced with this person, and you didn’t once take your eyes off of her.
Oh, Rip Van Winkle, do you understand how much you intrigue me...?
(Taken down because of drama concerning the title, reuploaded because I don't give a damn and it was a gift for a lovely friend. Also took some time to rework and update it.)
Pain is beauty. A pretty face always makes it better, except when that pretty face happens to be the same tired façade that men fall all over themselves for. You were tired of the attention, your victory being a shallow one at the expense of such a beautiful girl.
It took you a while to understand.