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Saturday, July 21, 2007


   ...GUY TROUBLES....
The troubles?

I found out my best guy friend's GF, whom he loves to pieces and doesn't WANT to share, is Bisexual after I saw her making out with another girl, AND she hit on me @__@

My other Best Guy Friend is GAY..... SINCE WHEN?! I'VE KNOWN HIM SINCE I WAS IN KINDERGARTEN AND HE WAS IN 2ND GRADE! *_*"

Crackheads are stalking me >_>

I found out another guy friend is Non-virgin, but the girl he did it with broke up with him for some asshole with a criminal record, so he comes crying to me u.u

IT NEVER ENDS...

Thank GOD for TENSHI-SAMA! *glomp* LURVE YA, BABE!

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Tuesday, July 17, 2007


   I MADE SUBMISSIONS!!
They have to be approved, but I submitted 3 Naruto and one Hellsing e-cards.

WISH ME LUCK! IN TWO DAYS WE'LL SEE IF THEY'RE ACCEPTED!

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For chibininja, Mein Dunkel Prinz

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Monday, July 16, 2007


   My Hellsing G2 Girls.
Mary Michael Sapphira Maxwell:
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Usagi Takagi/Okami Takagi:
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Jenova Shatz Takagi:
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Aura Damien Vayne Hellsing:
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Rose Pax Max:
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Morgan Adelaide Nepyeer:
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Riviera Kaitlin Britton:
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Alice Erika Vernedead:
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Helena Anna Britton and Gabriella Guinevere Britton:
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Ingrid Kaspar Van Winkle:
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Madeline Elise Alahambra:
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Tsuki Yuri:
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They're all pretty.... They're so pretty... They feel Pretty
Aura/Mary/Morgan/Madeline: WE'RE NOT SINGING THAT DUMBASS SONG!
Ingrid/Rose/Gabriella: *allready singing*
Helena:.....Freaks...
Tsuki: ....
Madeline: IIIIIIIIIS... THIS YOUR CARD?!
Tsuki: *shakes head no*
Madeline: Dammit...

So many girls O__o Maybe it's the boy's that're the lucky ones!

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   Aren't my Hellsing G2 girls lucky for hanging around these HOTTIES?!
lol The guys in my Hellsing story, just the pix today... Take your pick, who's hotter? They're ALL BISHIE ^_^

Vlad Dracul Alucard Walter Albion Adien Aria Dante Tepes:
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Victor Walter Dornez:
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Siegfried Krieg Max:
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Roman Blake Anderson:
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Sephiroth Heinkel Takagi:
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Raphael Louis Vernedead:
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Arthur Gawain Britton:
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lol They're too sexy >_>


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Shame
She always covers her face with that brown hair of hers, those violet eyes reflect but shadows.
"No one." she says. "I don't need anyone."
"No one." she thinks. "I am no one."
"I'm better than you!" she cries in anger.
"Help me!" she screams silently.
"I'll be the Pope!" she declares.
"I want to escape!" she sobs.
Will no one see her?
Will none of you help her?
She's just someone's daughter, this unwanted child. It does her no good to learn of Purgatory and Hellfire.
She's just a wild angel, this cold mask is all a ruse.
You've all hurt her, you've all broken her. Even with a child's eyes it's clear.
You've saddled her with this fate, this Demon Child, as you call her. You speak so highly of the man she loathes, speak so harshly about the woman who lost herself while loving him.
Who's the Demon now, you bunch o' Hypocritacal Shitheads?!
By her name, Maxwell, you damned your daughter.
Blessed by all accounts.
A Virgin.
An Angel.
Beauty.
You're still piss-faced drunk.
You want her to be surpreme, to be all you feel you cannot.
And I pray she will be.
I pray she claims all the good you let pass you by.
I pray she's every bit the ANGEL her mother was, I pray she becomes all the good that you drove from your heart.

Alexander Anderson's thoughts on Mary Maxwell... One day, I'll quit writing these, but for now, they're pretty damn fun.

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Sunday, July 15, 2007


Like You...
The first time you held him, you said he looked so much like me. My eyes from when I was human, my hair from when I was mortal...
"He's most defiantely yours, Count." Integra had said.
Looking back, that child was just like you.
His smile, his attitude, his fears, even the way he walked. It was all you.
Even the way his blood smelled...
I try not to think of that time.
When you left.
All that blood... EVERYWHERE...
You died to protect him, and I've tried so hard not to hate him for it.
But...
I'm starting to give in.
How long ago was it that he was begging to keep going on missions with me, even after the Anderson brat beat the shit out of him?
A few years later, he had cried on a mission, screaming that the ghouls were once human, that he couldn't kill them.
He had been thinking of you.
I didn't expect him to get over your death quickly, Lady Van Helsing, but it had been 5 YEARS.
The last I saw of him, I had tried to kill him. You will hate me for it, I know, but I had.
He was lying in blood, blood that smelled like yours, but instead of being sweet, it had a bitter edge.
He looked at me grey eyes. You always said they were green, but when I looked at them they were as grey as yours.
"Alucard... I don't dare blame you..."
IT WAS YOU.
YOU WERE LOOKING UP AT ME.
IT WAS THAT DAY AGAIN. WHEN HELL CAME TO US.
I stopped. You were always the only one that could stop me.
Now he had that power.
Your child.
He had been bleeding, pleading with me.
"Alucard... Fa... Father..."
He reached for me.
I was crying.
He kept reaching, calling for me.
I walked away.
He kept calling, kept reaching.
I left.
He cried.
He says he hates me.
He lies.
He's in my dreams, and he's still a child.
He's bleeding, looking for you.
But we are both blind.
You lead us down, down...
We don't know where we are.
So you toss those coins of yours, My Angel With Twelve Wings.
They both land on the side.
"Life Without Death." you sigh. "You will never be forgotten."
And you cry, because you can see.
I want to be FORGOTTEN.
I WANT TO BE WITH YOU.
How many times did I try to taste death, and how many times did you stop me?
Only once did he save me. He saved me when it mattered.
I look back now, so far from my past, so close to my humanity.
I want to know how he is now, just how much he's still like you.
Why do I think of these things?
Why do I still exist?
How long will I long to be LIKE YOU?

Very, VERY Strange Alucard fic. It mentions Vlad a lot. Again, I just felt like writing it.

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Saturday, July 14, 2007


Understand Me
Aura slid her blood-stained white shirt off of her body. She shuddered. All that blood...
It was disturbing to anyone NORMAL, a small, 8-year-old girl drenched in blood, a gun in one hand, scratches and bruises running across her slim form. But she was a Hellsing. And she was a Dhampir, so it was normal to anyone in the Agency.
She shook with sobs, gripping at her short black skirt. Her long white-blonde hair stuck to her face.
She never noticed the dark figure approach her. He stopped a few inches away from her.
Dark green eyes peered out from under a pair of blood-red sunglasses. His long ebony hair fell around him. He watched the young child cry.
She had done well on the mission, but it had terrified her. For reason's unknown, it broke her.
But who could understand a Dhampir's tears? He himself could not.
He held her, nonetheless, even when he wanted to scream at her, call her weak. he comforted her when he wanted to strangle her.
It wasn't him that longed to hurt her, it was that piece of his Father that would never die.
She felt alone, unwanted, scared.
The smallest of insults could hurt her.
She never spoke of it, never truly thought of it.
But, he knew.
It was Silent Understanding.

Blah... Random VladAura... Felt like writing it.. The two Dhampir's of my Hellsing story...

g2g

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Friday, July 13, 2007


   In better mood!
Today's the day...

Thanx 2 Sailor Queen, Kiben the Wolf, and chibininja for calming me down last night! Love you guys! *hug*

Well, ready to go.. but, my mom's wasting most of the hot water in the tub xD

Bye, guys! Se ya'll later!

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   Need To Escape...
Tommorow, I have a doctor's appointment at the hemophilia clinic... I won't be on much tommorow, sorry...

But, at least it's not transfusions... Those can take up to 8 hours...

I'm scared.

Really scared... It's stupid, I've been there twice before...

I hate having to go... It's like every time I can convince myself that I can be normal, do anything, I go there and have to hear what I can and cannot do all over again.

I hate it. And I want it to stop...

Wish me luck, guys...

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