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[mikeymeowmeow]

my first time writing for anything trigun, this is with tristamp knives and vash in mind and is also a college au? also probably ooc, my bad

fluff, knives and vash (my god it is Not plantcest please dont take it like that)

he wasn't sure what led to such an intense situation, but next thing he knew he went from chilling with someone he thought was a nice person to getting forced into a fight with them. vash didn't want to fight them by any means, especially under such sudden circumstances. but when he refused, that angered the person so much more and vash did not leave the situation unscathed.

now he's sitting on the rickety old bench near the college campus, twisting his hair in his fingers and trying to ignore the hurt he feels.

he calls knives

"vash-?"

"can you bring some donuts to the fountain--", he thinks about the way his mouth is still heavily bleeding and the sting the sweetness of the donuts will cause, "--and maybe some water and a towel?"

"vash, what happened? are you okay, do i need to fight someone for yo-"

"nai, please." he hangs up.

it isn't long until his brother arrives, dressed in his usual long white jacket with that stupid design on it. he looks tense and aggravated, carrying a small box of donuts and a large, water-bottle-shaped towel.

"vash, what happened?" knives asks sternly, not allowing room for vash to wiggle out of answering.

he sits and thinks for a moment, lets his twin settle down beside him. he searches and digs for a reason, the cause for such a reaction out of nowhere, but he just can't place it.

"i don't know. 'm sorry. thank you." vash panics and quickly takes a long sip of water to wash out the blood and avoid talking.

knives turns slightly more to vash, knee pressing to his and he's able to clearly see his face now.

"vash. who did this?" he places a finger on vash's knee, a subtle-and-very-knives-way of saying its okay.

"some- some guy? i don't know. we were talking and he just got really angry or something. i think i did something weird?" vash is still searching for an answer, a reason, so he isn't too sure what to say to his brother.

knives sighs but backs off, putting a bit of space between the two of them and leaning his head back. a stray drop of water flies onto his face every now and then. vash is still hunched over, elbows on his knees and head in his hands. he sits like that for a moment longer, before reaching over his brother and grabbing a donut.

knives resists the urge to smack it out of his hand for fun.

not many more words are exchanged between the two. they mostly just sit together, enjoying the sound of the fountain, the cool air, the night sky. it isn't until much later that they actually retreat back to their dorm, vash having fallen asleep at the fountain and knives pestering him to, "wake up, it's cold and i'm tired, loser."

[mikeymeowmeow]

jesse pinkman brainrot my bad.

ive never watched breaking bad sorry if its out of character or smth

gn! reader, fluff

you can tell jesse has had it rough simply by the way he looks at you as he walks through the door. its late, hes late.

"mr. white was being a dick, man. he wouldnt fuckin' let me go for so long, 'm sorry." he mutters, dropping his items and wandering to where you were sitting on the couch, waiting for him. he collapses into your arms, head buried in your shoulder and sighs.

"hey baby, it's alright. just take a bit to chill and then we can shower and go to bed, hows that sound?" you run your fingers through his hair, playing with it soothingly. he hums a small agreement. hes practically purring from your ministrations.

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lightly scrubbing his scalp to work the shampoo through his hair, you can tell hes fighting to stay standing, so tired from the work of the day. he just wants to collapse into your arms, but you insisted on showering.

hes slow to move when you spin him around to rinse out the shampoo and you cant blame him. he seems to be in heaven with your fingers rubbing through his hair. its cute, how he wholly trusts you. when you move down to gently scratch at his bare shoulders, you swear he sees stars he looks so blissful.

"'s feels so good," jesse slurs, leaning his head onto your shoulder. you chuckle lightly, using your finger to push his head up and eye level with you.

"cant do everything myself, baby," you hand him the loofa before stepping out and drying yourself off. he instantly whines when you leave and you almost step back in.

"im grabbing you some clothes so finish up, jess," you say, stepping out of the bathroom. you come back with a loose tshirt and some boxer shorts while hes still showering.

sat patiently on the bathroom counter, you wait until hes done and dried off, making small, meaningless small talk to occupy his thoughts. when hes dressed, he doesnt beeline for the bed like you thought he would. jesse opts to wrap his arms around your waist, tugging you just a bit closer and simply holding you.

"baby?"

he hums softly, leaving light kisses on your shoulder before pulling you off the counter and finally dragging the both of you to bed.

[mikeymeowmeow]

im still bad at titles and down bad for who? yep. aragorn

gn!reader, fluff

your arms grow tired from the repeated motion of running your fingers through aragorn's hair, but you wouldn't dare stop. you were sure that if he was a cat, he would be purring so loudly. he was smiling contentedly, hands folded under his chin to rest on. every now and then he would free a hand, only to poke you in the side and return to his previous position. the intervals between each poke decreased the longer you laid together, until it dissolved into his fingers trailing along your waist and digging in whenever you closed your eyes.

"i'd much rather you look at me for the time being, melleth nin." he spoke gently, a small chuckle following his words.

[mikeymeowmeow]

i should say that i do not write very often and also abt 90% of the time im just gonna forget this blog exists so.my bad

i write ships and x readers but itll only be male or gn reader because im a little transgender loser

if transfem/trans woman reader is requested ill happily write it though

common sense: i dont write for underage characters

also let me add all the fandoms ill write for:

lotr

the hobbit

king arthur (2004)

van helsing (2004)

nbc hannibal

criminal minds

supernatural

the walking dead

castlevania

bungou stray dogs

chainsaw man

percy jackson

heroes of olympus

genshin impact*

honkai: star rail*

twisted wonderland

any michael sheen Characters

any david tennant Characters

baldurs gate 3

the arcana

good omens

the dragon prince

*i dont support hoyoverse itself, i just enjoy the characters

[mikeymeowmeow]

im bad at titles And down bad for aragorn

gn!reader, fluff

the faint music of the elves drifted through the dimly lit room, candle flames dancing along. they illuminated the surrounding area enough for you to see the words spread across the pages of the book in your hands. aragorn's dark, wavy hair tickled your neck as he nudged closer to you in his sleep. you had stopped reading aloud long ago, too fearful of waking your lover. as the distant sound of flutes, harps, and more floated around your chambers, you continued to hold aragorn in your arms as you took in page after page of the story in front of you, lost in the world the words told.

you knew sooner or later, it would be best to put the book down and join aragorn in sleep, but you could not yet bear waking him. so you read and read, until the words nearly floated off the pages and your head ached and the music ceased. only then did you finally put the story aside and draw your beloved from slumber. he murmured something senseless but followed you as you softly urged him into a more comfortable position for the both of you.

you laid on your back with aragorn once again in your arms. as though it was instinct, your fingers began to carefully card through his long hair. dreary and ladden with sleep, you did not keep it up for long, opting to simply rest with your hand by his head as you joined him in sleep.