Trai. 34. She/her. Panromantic ace. I write a lot about Meryl Stryfe. Icon by sexysafetycar.
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Hey friends, I made a Bluesky for fic purposes since I've felt like I miss out on a lot from the Trigun fandom by not being on there. I will try to link my fics there, interact with folks, and hopefully see some cool art. Please feel free to follow.
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He's holding Vash and Meyrl apart as they fight like feral cats
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Thank you so much for the rec, Allen; this fic is so special to me still and I always really appreciate anyone giving it love 💜
Fic Rec Friday: you oughta swim in a heart that is sinking
Author: @markcampbells
Fandom: Trigun
Rating: T
Relationship(s): Wolfwood & Meryl
Tags/Warnings: Wolfwood Whump Week 2024 (Trigun), Nicholas D. Wolfwood Whump, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, Asexual Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Asexual Meryl Stryfe, Neurodivergent Meryl Stryfe, Referenced Acephobia, Platonic Female/Male Relationships, Platonic Cuddling, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Literal Sleeping Together, Sharing a Bed, Developing Friendships, Late Night Conversations, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Insomnia, Emotional Intimacy
Summary: "Know you're not exactly inclined towards men, Short Stuff, but carin' ain't that big a part of a one-night stand. 's a way to get off. Not much else." "But—you don't have to. If you don't want to." She'll probably regret this, but she has to say it anyway. "You know that. Right?" Meryl comes to a surprising realization about Wolfwood when she catches him returning from a late-night tryst. (Wolfwood Whump Week 2024, Day Six: Dubious Consent)
This is an incredibly sweet fic, and it explores ace!Wolfwood and ace!Meryl in such an interesting way. I love ace fics, and the way this explores both their traumas and struggles is really, really cool. Definitely give it a read!
[read it on ao3]
#fic by haveloved#trigun#stryfewood#the asexual tag#i really never thought i would be so proud of it#but god the way people responded to this blew me away#i really should commission something from it
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what writing trigun fanfiction does to a mf's search history

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Genuinely if you're queer/trans and hate transmascs you are a clown and a shithead idk what to tell you
#some of my closest friends are transmasc so cosigned#i say it every time but when i was questioning my sexuality my trans friends were the ones who made me feel most supported and validated#never ceases to piss me off when people pull this infighting shit#trans rights#trans positivity
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Her voice is a very unbecoming mix of plantive and irritated. "Vash, I'm not feeling very well and I really don't have it in me to argue—"
"It doesn't have to be an argument!" Vash insists. Before she can process those words something cold and wet is touching the back of her neck, along with the unmistakable press of fingers, Vash's bare hand. "Doesn't that feel bet—"
"Vash, stop! Don't touch me!"
Vash accidentally oversteps Meryl's boundaries about physical touch when he tries to care for her following a bad sunburn. To make up for it, he proposes using a system Rem once put in place to help him navigate his own touch aversion, and the afternoon that follows teaches them both more about the other. (Meryl Week, Day 6: Communicate)
Unfortunately life got in the way of me participating during the actual timespan of @3guncharacterweeks Meryl week, which was a huge bummer because you all know how much I love her. I hope folks enjoy this belated entry (the first of several), a platonic h/c fic where Vash and Meryl work out new boundaries after Meryl gets a bad sunburn. I’d love to hear what everyone thinks. 💜
(Please forgive the unimaginative title. It has been very hot today.)
#trigun#vashmeryl#meryl stryfe#vash the stampede#3guncharacterweeks#3gunmerylweek#kinda been struggling hard to write lately so it's... been a process getting things finished#but i have at least three other pieces for these prompts i hope to get out#really sorry to the organizers to be belated; i really wanted to participate during the week itself#looking forward to milly week though
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will I be able to finish a fic tomorrow or will exhaustion and dysfunction win, stay tuned
#area woman pins unreasonable hopes on single day off#i will have a lot of time next week so i will probably write more#but i just. sighs. feel awful about meryl week passing me by#in kind of a drought lately for inspiration or motivation#and comments have sort of stopped dead#so i feel tired and unmotivated a lot#just ignore me i'm whining
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Everyone keeps talking about "the writer's barely disguised fetish". But I still haven't heard about "the writer's barely disguised huge ass pet peeve"
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They should invent a method of asking for reassurance that nobody secretly hates you that doesn't make people secretly hate you.
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my piece for @gf-seasons-zine is finally here for all to behold!
i'm so proud of this one :') i pushed myself to try something new with the perspective and i think i def learned a lot from it. haven't drawn anything this full of tiny details in a while too so arranging all the pieces was one challenging puzzle!
i had such a great time being part of this zine and watching everyone else's beautiful pieces come to life. big kudos to the mod team for organizing it all so flawlessly ❤️
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i like tagging posts with my ocs and then never actually posting about them. i wonder what my followers think their deals are
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I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.
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listening to the murderbot audiobooks the way it would have wanted: on the job
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I love her you guys
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Tumblr has been rightfully holding me hostage using dungeon meshi art on a stick
And I’m gonna make sure it stays that way
So here’s Marcille art I did 2 months ago
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victorian trans guy who goes to beloved local barber sweeney todd and presses half a crown in his hand and says “begging your pardon sir, i know it ain’t much but i was hoping you might tell my employer i get me shaves from you should he ever come around. only he’s been asking me how i keep my chin so smooth and i haven’t the heart to tell him i can’t grow a beard, so i might have told him a little lie, sir, and said it’s all due to your wonderful skill, sir” and sweeney todd goes “no problem. by the way would you say your employer deserves to die”
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