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So this is a long time coming.
I just want to let everyone know that I am stepping away from Vash and there are reasons for it. Every time I log on it feels like a chore to rp. I feel like the rpc has gotten selective while I've been fighting to keep myself open to everyone. Where I actively have reached out to people but they don't seem interested.
I love Vash and all of my mutuals and this isn't because of any particular person, I have just been feeling like this for a long time. I'll still log on from time to time to check on my mutuals. If you would like my discord please feel free to message me and I'll give it to you.
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So this is a long time coming.
I just want to let everyone know that I am stepping away from Vash and there are reasons for it. Every time I log on it feels like a chore to rp. I feel like the rpc has gotten selective while I've been fighting to keep myself open to everyone. Where I actively have reached out to people but they don't seem interested.
I love Vash and all of my mutuals and this isn't because of any particular person, I have just been feeling like this for a long time. I'll still log on from time to time to check on my mutuals. If you would like my discord please feel free to message me and I'll give it to you.
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So this is a long time coming.
I just want to let everyone know that I am stepping away from Vash and there are reasons for it. Every time I log on it feels like a chore to rp. I feel like the rpc has gotten selective while I've been fighting to keep myself open to everyone. Where I actively have reached out to people but they don't seem interested.
I love Vash and all of my mutuals and this isn't because of any particular person, I have just been feeling like this for a long time. I'll still log on from time to time to check on my mutuals. If you would like my discord please feel free to message me and I'll give it to you.
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SEND MY MUSE ANONS!!
Send them:
Questions about their relationships Invasive, uncomfortable personal questions Ask them about their childhood Throw random, weird thoughts at them Confess to them anything you want Give thought provoking headcanon asks Ask them anything and everything
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What is your preferred name?

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Oh? I'm glad you asked. There's a variety of answers here. On the internet I was also known as Aqua, Reki is more current. Aqua was mainly from the Kingdom Hearts fandom - I just really liked the name and adapted from there. When I had the pen name Aqua it was before I came out as pansexual so now the name is a little awkward because it - to me - sounds more feminine - and I don't feel like myself when using that name ... Not like a dead name ... Just reminds me of some bad times, ya know? Needed a change. Some know my real name and I like my real name, since my father picked it for me. It's my middle name that I hate because it ties me to my mother - who we don't talk about lol - let's just say my initials would have been AMAZING if my middle name started with an 'N'. I could have been TNT. Wasted potential LMFAO now I have to change it.
#☾ ` ✧ ┄ oυт oғ םoυɢнɴυтs ) 。 ( ooc )#bishopinblue#// thank you for asking! I hope I didn't misunderstand what was said cuz I am just waking up
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Munday Questions. Send in a number(s) to get to know the mun better! Disclaimer: the mun reserves the right not to answer a question for their own personal comfort.
What is your preferred name?
What are your pronouns?
How old are you?
What is your zodiac sign?
What time zone are you in?
What other fandoms are you in, apart from this one?
What drew you to writing your current character(s)?
Have you ever met anyone outside of RP?
How would you describe your aesthetic?
What is your favorite fictional character (in or out of the current fandom)?
What are your favorite hobbies besides roleplaying/writing?
What is your first language?
How many languages do you speak?
How long have you been roleplaying?
Have you ever caught feelings for a roleplay partner?
What is your favorite band/music genre?
What is your favorite food?
If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go?
If you could learn any language at the snap of your fingers, which would you learn, and why?
Who is your celebrity crush?
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Like this if you would like to brain storm ideas? Or plot something? Or do an AU?
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ㅤㅤThe box is rather plain and lacking any means of decoration or ribbon that, to an indiscernible person, it may seem that the gift had been given without a second thought of what the day itself represents. There's a note tucked away inside amidst crimson layers of neatly folded and exceedingly soft fabric, a vibrant snuggie within that Vash could call his very own.
Perhaps you will stop asking to use mine now. ~ K.
ㅤㅤOn the back, another message hastily added:
The flowers were lovely. Thank you.

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The blonde pulls out the present from the box and with a gasp Vash shrugs off his jacket and pulls it over his head. Vash has the widest grin, as he now owns his own snuggie. For the moment he dances in it around the room laughing at the most amazing and comfortable gift.
❝ No wonder why Nai likes wearing just this. ❞
He moves back to the box to read the card and laughs, this will not stop him from bugging Nai to snuggle in his murder snuggie. It was the fact that he knew his brother needed hugs from time to time and the only way to do so or for him to allow Vash would be to get into his. He flips the card and smiles again, he's so glad he enjoyed the flowers.
#phytonomy#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#// okay so the reason why I didn't want to make this a separate post is because it messes up Knives' pretty writing#// imagine him cackling and everyone outside is like wtf is going on in there?
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It’s a little late but he’s gotten more donuts the he could ever eat on his own so he’s regifting some as late birthday gifts.

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He looks at the doughnuts with sparkle and excitement in his eyes. He happily smiles with a little giggle at the present.
❝ Thank you! I'll gladly enjoy them! Thank you so much! ❞
He excitedly starts on one doughnut biting into is and humming happily.
#epilvgue#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#// thank you for the birthday present for Vash <3#// makes him a very happy bean
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He didn't think that someone would return his flirtatious advances, after all, most people would push him away and with a nervous chuckle and smile he would bid them 'until next time' and once again flirt up a storm but instead the red head leans in, flirting back and stealing a kiss from him.
Blue eyes wide with shock. This seriously has never happened before so he's frozen in place until their lips part. The guns still blazing on the other side of the wall, smiling the blonde wonders how he can get either of them out of this situation, after all this mysterious man was his priority to keep him safe.
❝ That's a good question, maybe an answer over dinner would be better than right now? ❞
The bandits are only after him after all, he could always just meet up with him later and make a break for it in order to keep the other safe. He moves against the wall freeing the male from his grasp and kneeling low against the wall.
❝ Listen, they are only after me so stay here and we can meet up later once I lose them? ❞
Ryder's emerald eyes sparkled mischievously as he felt the rush of adrenaline from being pulled behind a solid wall . The compliment thrown his way made him chuckle softly, appreciating the unexpected gesture. He had encountered his fair share of dangerous situations, but this particular encounter was proving to be intriguing. Ryder couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, amused by the sudden role reversal. Vash seemed to exude charm, but Ryder was never one to back down from a flirtatious challenge. He leaned in slightly, relishing the proximity between them.
❛ ---------------- why all the pretty ones are always running into troubles, eh ? . ❜ His playful nature didn't waver even in the midst of the chaos around them. Ryder's charisma was matched by his ability to remain composed in perilous situations. As he leaned closer, he made it clear that he wasn't one to be easily intimidated. ❛ well . . . this is quite enjoyable ❜ he muttered as he flashed a frin before pressing his lips against the other into a quick kiss.
#outlawryder#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιɴ α ωoʀʟם ωιʟʟ oғ нαтʀεם ι ωιʟʟ вʀιɴɢ ʟovε & ρεαcε ) 。 ( TriMax Vash )
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Soggy? He wasn't the one that was getting that soggy. The way that Wolfwood pulls him in makes Vash inch closer to him to rest more comfortably in his arms. A smile across his lips as he muses to himself.
❝ I think we are both going soggy. ❞
Vash is a bit surprised at himself. Here he thought it would have to be romantic, or perfect. Instead it had slipped from his lips as his thoughts escaped him too busy admiring the man before him. Even now he couldn't stop staring if he looked at him, those onyx eyes would stare back and pull him into another kiss, but he is perfectly content there by his side.
As he hears the whispers of 'you too' from the other his heart fluttered in his chest. Hearing it back even partially he could feel his cheeks warm with embarrassment. He swears that one day when he hears Wolfwood finally say it back in full he'll drop his gun mid-gunfight.
❝ I guess this means I have to be more careful from now on. ❞
He smiles up at Wolfwood.
❝ I'm going to have to dodge more bullets or else my boyfriend will scold me for getting hurt. ❞
Wolfwood isn’t used to being loved. His shoulders flinch when Vash’s hand falls over his knuckles as though he’s been pricked by something sharp. Or burned. He huffs, attempts to betray the careful way that his fingers weave between the canyons of Vash's digits.
“Hey, now. Don’t go gettin' all soggy on me.”
The Typhoon's eyes become endless pools of neon blue when he cries. They are so bright and so beautiful that its hazardous to look at them. A man could drown in their depths. Wolfwood begins to turn his face from their peril, but it's caught by compassionate hands.
He wants to argue that this is all wrong, that it will be the death of them if they fall too deep. He wants to admit how hard he’s tried to keep his own heart quiet, but when he’s kissed, the world falls away. Everything feels tranquil as Vash snuggles against his shoulder and repeats his feelings.
Nick open's his mouth to return them, but finds his voice has fallen asleep. It takes some doing to rouse it from the den of his throat. His body is more cooperative. One arm pulls from the ground and hovers shyly behind the other man's back while working up the courage to rest a hand on The Typhoon’s shoulders.
“Yeah,” he whispers. “…you too.”
#nothinglikegod#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ι ωoɴ ' т нεsιтαтε נυsт тεʟʟ мε ωнεʀε тo sтαʀт ) 。 ( nothinglikegod )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιɴ α ωoʀʟם ωιʟʟ oғ нαтʀεם ι ωιʟʟ вʀιɴɢ ʟovε & ρεαcε ) 。 ( TriMax Vash )
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His grip was tight on the sheets and tight on his wrists as well. Vash flinched a little but he didn't pull away because the moment that he did he was sure that Knives would break down. As their foreheads touched waves of his memory came flooding in and what had happened and how they had gotten there. That answered some of his questions but he was surprised to see him begging for humans to help him. Vash didn't realize that his life was hanging in the balance, Knives' voice echoing in the space between them through their gate.
❝ But I'm not dead. ❞
He answers Knives with his voice and softly pulls away to look back at him. Tears, another first time he is witnessing this type of emotion from him. With a smile and the release of his wrists he pushes away the tears from his face. Shaky hands wrap around his waist, the now black haired plant allows himself to fall into Knives' arms in a embrace. He tries his best as arms wrap around his brother's waist as well, the mechanical arm able to give a tighter squeeze but his right was much weaker, he still had much recovering to do.
❝ I'm still here so you couldn't have killed me. ❞
The call of his name stung the back of his eyes as happy tears started to flood forth. After fighting each other for so long he was so happy that Knives finally came back to him.
❝ Welcome home, Knives. I missed you. ❞
| 🗡️ | The words he spoke meant nothing to Knives’s numb awareness until Vash’s hand touched his. The power that connected them in ways humans would never understand couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. But where Vash used to be a tidal wave of energy within, he was now something far diminished. It was the very outcome he’d set out to prevent after Conrad’s betrayal. And as with all of his flawed logic, he’d sought out the worst possible ways to stop him from using his powers and failed at each one. Down to the final moments of their last encounter. A moment that plagued him when he closed his eyes, over and over. It was living hell, feeling Vash’s life flicker and wane and knowing he had been the cause.
Knives’s grip immediately released the bedding at Vash’s urging, and he latched onto that wrist like a lifeline. He wanted Knives to calm, but the closer he came, the more real he confirmed himself to be, the more upset boiled inside. Tears spilled hot down Knives’s cheeks as their foreheads met. His breath stopped, everything inside him so tight to hold in the need to sob like a child that he couldn’t draw in air.
You were dead, his mind wailed, and images flashed across his mind, too vivid, too perfect. He’d never forget it. Vash’s lifeless form in his arms, hair black with decay, power sizzling off of them and Vash’s blood coating his bare torso and arms. And Knives himself, pleading—begging—humans to save him. Please, save him. He’s dying. He’s all I have left, please.
Knives’s hands caught Vash’s waist, clumsy, needing to touch him. Afraid of causing him more pain but needing him to be his anchor.
“I killed you,” he whispered in shame. Even with his brother alive in front of him now, it didn’t banish the certainty he’d felt at the time. That he’d lived was nothing short of a miracle. Slowly, Knives leaned further into his brother’s form, drawing him as carefully into an embrace as his shaky limbs would allow. He didn’t deserve this, he shouldn’t find so much comfort in it after what he’d done. But it was the only thing that made sense as he tried to banish the sight of his blade piercing through his brother in his final moments of hubris. He really thought Vash was going to kill him, and had committed to doing the same in return—and he’d been so, so wrong. Unforgivable. Beyond fixable.
“Vash. Vash.”
#insilentruin#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιɴ α ωoʀʟם ωιʟʟ oғ нαтʀεם ι ωιʟʟ вʀιɴɢ ʟovε & ρεαcε ) 。 ( TriMax Vash )
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❛ you’re lucky that you’re cute. ❜

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Bullets were flying everywhere and of course they were always chasing Vash. Bandits coming after his bounty but while he's in the middle of running he comes across a unfamiliar person. The last thing he wanted was for them to get in the cross fire so Vash pulls the red-head behind a solid wall. His chest heaving from how much he had ran the person pinned against the wall for the moment.
He was about to explain what was going on followed by a joke but the red-head spoke first catching him off guard.
❛ you’re lucky that you’re cute. ❜
Blue eyes shot open to stare back at emerald green. He was always the one that started to flirt with a person first, not the other way around. A smile escapes him as eyes narrow to a sultry gaze. His voice purring as a finger cups the other's chin. He was actually quite attractive. His arm pressing against the wall to inch closer, lips almost brushing to steal a kiss.
❝ Then I must be pretty lucky. What's a cutie like you doing here? ❞
#outlawryder#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιɴ α ωoʀʟם ωιʟʟ oғ нαтʀεם ι ωιʟʟ вʀιɴɢ ʟovε & ρεαcε ) 。 ( TriMax Vash )
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Like a candle in the night Fighting just to stay alive I know you still can’t see But hold onto me You will be found
Indie Heavily Canon Divergent Legato Bluesummers RP/Ask Blog Selective, 21+, DUPES WELCOME, lewd blog
TAGS \\ BRIEF SUMMARY OF VERSES \\ RULES
Art by @inkksuna
#☾ ` ✧ ┄ αмαzιɴɢ ρεʀsoɴ αʟεʀт ! ) 。 ( promo )#// AAHHHHH LOOK AT THIS AMAZING PERSON RIGHT HERE#// I LOVE WHISPERS LEGATO SO MUCH#// give them a follow!
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What was he was going to call his brother? 'Lord' or 'Master' just didn't seem appropriate and for a moment he wonders what exactly he had been telling his 'gun-ho guns'. Plants were no superior beings like he thought they were, after all plants were man-made and plants could not live without the other. Vash sighs to himself.
❝ Legato ... You are a free person now, you no longer need to address my brother as 'lord' or 'master', you are your own master now. ❞
It was true what Legato said that he did enjoy food and he wasn't surprised that his brother didn't continue Rem's teachings after the fall. He always hated doing it. He pouts as he looks down at his bowl for a moment.
❝ I enjoy eating but humans need it to live or else they will starve. I won't starve I just like the feeling of eating. ❞
Would he neglect himself in order to feed Legato again if it was needed? Without a second thought he would, and would still get an ear full from him. It had been a long while since he had been in trouble, the last time he recalled a similar moment like this was when Vash had hit Nai for being mean to him and Rem scolded him. Vash raises his hands and surrenders with a smile followed by a warm laugh.
❝ Okay, I'll do my best to remember what you said. ❞
He pauses.
❝ So, why did you not speak a few days ago if you thought your throat recovered? ❞
A jaw clenched at the other's aborted answer, his entire being bleeding rage, a barely contained beast until the other relented and answered. The other confirmed what he already knew, Plants don't eat for sustenance, but rather habit or want, though it didn't release the other from his scorn.
"A few days. And you are correct, Lord-" he stopped then, the word feeling sour and vile on his tongue, the betrayal still so fresh, even if he had expected it.
He could have at least assured my demise rather than leave me to this strange fate.
"Master Knives never ate, found the very fact I had to repulsive." he affirms before his hand snapped up, finger pointed sharply at the other like a scolding mother.
"This fact aside. You find joy in it, no? Do not give up your pleasures for my sake again, Vash the Stampede. Or may the Gods have mercy on you, I will send you to Valhalla myself. Have I made myself clear?" his voice was sharp, his notes firm, but they came from a place of warmth deep down, even if he struggled to show it it was there.
He swears the Gods were testing his devotion.
#fatedstrands#☾ ` ✧ ┄ тнε ғoʀɢoттεɴ & нιs αɴɢεʟ ) 。 ( v: fatedstrands )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ тεʟʟ мε oɴε мoʀε вεαυтιғυʟ ʟιε oɴε тoυcн & ι ιɢɴιтε ) 。 ( fatedstrands )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )
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Okay ... omg I think I got everyone? If I missed you please let me know I want to send birthday gifts to you!
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A single homemade donut for Vash, liberally covered in sprinkles. A cluster of bright blue-purple hydrangeas flowers sits beside it, and a blue-purple glowing feather. With a note: Happy birthday other me, I hope your day is a good one! —Vash ‘the Veteran’ <3

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Upon first glace of this beautiful doughnut Vash's eyes sparkled at how fresh this masterpiece was and how the icing and sprinkles were on it. It was so worth saving it for later, if it could be displayed without it going bad he would. He was nearly drooling. His mirror twin knew how to pick the good ones!
#firsthumandisaster#☾ ` ✧ ┄ вαɴɢ ! вαɴɢ ! sтrαιɢнт тнʀoυɢн мʏ нeαʀт ~ ) 。 ( threads )#☾ ` ✧ ┄ ιт ' s тoo ʟαтε тнε ɢʀoυɴם ιs вʀεαкιɴɢ υɴםεr мε ) 。 ( ic )
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