#I know the wolfwood stuff is out of place but I had to get it off my chest

[poscoposco]

My Honest Take on Trigun Stampede

Now that I've had time to come down from the high of watching the season one finale, I think I'd ought to talk about the problems I've had with the series so far. While I enjoyed it a lot -- for the animation, character design, and music -- Stampede is riddled with issues indicative of narrative impatience.

One thing I've always noticed in media is the narrative's spatial awareness. It sounds strange, I know. But a show's ability to convey to the audience where in the world the characters are is an important aspect of both world building and pacing. Some shows that do with very well include Avatar the Last Airbender, Voltron Legendary Defender (shut up, I know but it accomplishes this aspect very well,) and, of course, Trigun '98. I don't just mean that we see these characters travel, but the way they travel, the time it takes, and the changes scenery create the illusion of distance. We constantly see Vash, Meryl, Milly, and Wolfwood utilizing various methods of travel throughout '98, including busses, taxis, hitchhiking in cars, and, most notably, the sandsteamer. These not only move them from place to place, but have a temporary aesthetic effect as well.

I think my biggest gripe with Stampede is how the squad just pops from one place to another. They have a car, sure, and that works to an extent, but how did they get to Ship 3? How for is Ship 3 from July? How far is Ship 5? We saw Vash ride there in the past.

This has a real effect on the pacing. And what results is a narrative that feels like it was written for moments with no idea how to connect them. I love those moments; I really do. They're excellently done. But I need bones to go with that meat. It isn't enough to see characters I love doing cool things, I want to see how they got to the cool thing.

Back to that "characters I love thing" for a sec. I also have an issue with this version of Wolfwood. One of the things that made him so endearing in '98 was his immediate chemistry and rivalry with Vash. He is, in essence, the perfect foil. I can't really speak for the manga because I haven't finished it (the volumes are thick and I have a thing about ruining the spines of books, so be patient with me) but a lack of chemistry between main characters is a problem no matter how you look at it. Also give him his nose back.

I am a firm believer in never redoing something that you have no intention of changing. It's why TMNT works as a franchise. It's why Voltron works. It's why Star Trek works. Every time they do it again, something changes. Whether it's characters, genre, plot points, theming; it's never the same twice. Otherwise, what's the point of doing it again?

I'm glad Stampede exists. I think it's taking a unique look at the story and changing it to say something new. I really like this take on Knives and how they've set up the next season. I think showing us the July incident was an effective introduction to what I can only imagine will be a more traditional Vash. The manga and Trigun '98 are still available for anyone to pick up and enjoy. Hopefully, this new version will get more people interested in the franchise as a whole.

[mediocreanomaly]

Oooh uncanny Vash! Yes! May we have hsfw hc with him?

Authors Note: I'm so sorry I turned this into a drabble instead of a HC list- if you guys still want general HC's lmk and I'll write it but hit with inspiration after a week of writers block. oh uh also no beta (we die like wolfwood?)

*Gender neutral reader but AFAB anatomy used. Inhuman genitalia, general uncanny bf stuff*

Uncanny Vash x Reader NSFW Drabble

Vash swallows, he knows you can see how hard he's staring. He couldn't count how many times you'd playfully shoved his face away with a smile on your lips.

"You know the reflection of your eyes give you away every time" you'd tease.

You don't laugh right now, not when your laying in front of him on the bed in nothing but your underwear, watching him through hooded eyes. God you'd be the death of him he was sure of it.

"Vash?" your voice is velvety with need "I want you"

He makes a high pitched keen at that, the two of you had been talking about tonight for awhile but he was still a bit apprehensive. You knew about his less than human traits and you loved him anyways. You never pulled away when his too long fingers laced with your own nor did you flinch when his body made noises it probably shouldn't. This was different though, he didn't want to hurt you, didn't want to be the cause of anything but your pleasure.

You watch as Vash's iris dilate watching you intently, he could see better than any human could in the dark something he was currently using to his advantage. Yet despite the longing look on his face he doesn't move, just lets his fingers flex and unflex at his sides as if it's causing him physical pain to not be touching you. That won't do at all. You reach out gingerly and take his hand in your own. His skin is cool to the touch, it's honestly a bit refreshing considering how obnoxiously warm all of Gunsmoke is. Although his fingers would feel better other places.

"You won't hurt me Vash, I trust you" and you do, more than you probably should.

Vash's breathing stutters and another whine bubbles up from somewhere in his chest.

"Mayfly...what if I go too far? What if I-"

"You won't" you interrupt. "And we have a safe word remember? Even if something happened I'd just say donuts! and we'd be done"

He weakly smiles at that, the silliness of the word easing a bit of the anxiety that's surrounding him but you can tell he needs a bit more convincing. You move forward and run a hand under his shirt, tracing out the scars the litter his body. He shivers and you can hear the creaking of his limbs as he leans forward.

"Mayfly..."

Whatever he was going to say dies on his lips as you push his shirt up and litter kisses along his abdomen trailing down his blonde happy trail lower and lower until you stop right above the sweat pants he has on, luckily he was smart enough to have changed out of the ridiculous leather outfit for tonight...not that it didn't look good on him.

Vash can feel his will power slipping away, he should be stronger than this but he's not. You've barely even touched him and his mind is going fuzzy with thoughts of you being bare under him.

"Vash?"

He glances down at you, the room suddenly feeling too hot, he blinks lazily and you get of glimpse of his extra eyelid clearing his eyes.

"I need you" you let your breath fan his hip and have to rub your thighs together when a low growl rips though Vash.

He drags you up further on the bed and you feel his body straightening out. Vash is already tall, but he has a habit of hunching so humans don't realize how tall he really is. You can hear the snap and groan of bones as he hovers over your body, seven feet at least if not more.

His hands roam over your body cool skin making you shiver as he pulls your underwear away to expose you fully. Any protest about you being the only one bare are fully interrupted when Vash makes an eager chirp noise. He opens his mouth revealing a row of razer sharp teeth and is it sick that only makes you more aroused?

An abnormally long tongue darts out of his mouth to drag across your aching sex. You whine throwing your head back as Vash eats you out, moaning when the thick muscle presses against your puffy walls. It reaches deep inside you, Vash seems fixed on mapping you out, exploring every part of your body he can. You mewl which causes drawn out clicks from the man- or plant between your legs.

He pulls his head back and you make a soft protest at the loss but it doesn't last long. Vash focuses his tongue on your aching clit as two fingers move to replace the empty space his tongue left. You cry out, thanking every god you can think of that Vash's fingers are longer than most, or at least certainly longer than any normal persons ought to be as he curls against a spot that makes you see stars.

"Mayfly please, need to taste you" he begs proving his point by burying his face back between your legs, assaulting your bundle of nerves.

You shudder as you cum, burying a hand in the mess of blonde hair that's adamant on taking you apart. It's almost comical when Vash looks up at you. Eye's so dilated there's almost no white or blue to be seen, mouth lulled open too far, putting his teeth and serpent like tongue on full display, faint feathers already beginning to peak out along his cheeks. Something probably meant to be an apex predator watching you as your own release drips off his face.

Vash makes a trill noise and crawls on top of you, long limbs framing your form as he leans down to kiss you. You can taste yourself when he presses his tongue into your mouth, you reach up to card your hand along his under cut rewarding you with as purr as his chest rumbles against your own. Speaking of which, you lazily peak your eyes open to see he's undressed, when did he even do that?

He pulls away to look between the two of you and you finally see Vash fully. Something akin to flower petals sit between his legs, they flare out, thin lines of some sort of bioluminescent slick string from petal to petal. There's a slit nestled among the flower, when something wet begins to protrude from it. It reminds you a bit of a tentacle although it looks smooth and is covered in the same substance at the petals. You tentatively reach down and the member wraps around your hand, it pulses slightly trying to chase release. Vash's chest rumbles with a growl as he buries his head against you neck bucking his hips slightly, an embarrassed keen joining his sounds of pleasure.

"So pretty..." you breathe watching the way Vash's body so eagerly reacts to you.

"Mayfly please- no teasing I can't take it" he whines, although it sounds a bit off like two voices slightly delayed over each other. That was new, what else could Vash do?

You guide Vash to your entrance and he's all but panting, his body creaks and groans as his real form shows through more and more, you can see the bones of his hips and spine jut out against his skin but he seems to out of it to notice, not that you want him to hold back. You want to show Vash he can be himself, that you won't run.

He lifts his head to look at you, his eyes widening when he sees your face. You look intoxicating, your cheeks flushed, lips swollen from kissing, eyes hazy with lust. He swears something short circuits in his brain his instincts screaming claim. He can't help it, he jerks his hips forward sinking into you in one motion.

You moan at Vashs sudden movement, he doesn't give you time to recover either, growling and whimpering as he fucks into you.

"a-ah m'sorry Mayfly, can't help my-myself" he whines between noises, you can't respond but you show him your okay by crashing both your lips together, moaning into his mouth which he dutifully swallows down.

His body is vibrating, a deep rumble coming from his chest paired with the sound of something snapping and ripping. Multiple pairs of large white wings sprout from his body reaching up high enough to touch the ceiling. Some of them curve out in pleasure while others wrap around your body as if protecting you from the outside world. Vash's breath catches and he mewls as he thrust before biting down against your neck.

You arch into him and he tightens his grip on your hips, fingers long enough they almost fully wrap around your waist. He makes a cooing noise as he licks up any of the blood beading from the wound soothing it down.

"Mine" he snarls in your ear, you moan squeezing down around him making his wings flex as a needy whine leaves his mouth.

You can feel his cock moving in you, fucking itself even deeper into your wet pussy, it's a bit odd but certainly not unwelcomed especially when you can feel the tip of it's blunt head massage at your womb.

You can hear the bed creak from how rough Vash thrust against you. his body shivers and he makes a shrill noise. His hand flies down to grip at the sheets, you hear it rip he cums with a cry.

It's warm, filling you to the brim and he pumps you full of it. It doesn't seem to stop, continuously leaking out of him as he shows no sign of slowing down.

"May-mayfly cum on me- want to feel it, want you to feel good too"

His movements are desperate and you can feel his own cum frothing at your entrance as he spills into you then fucks it back in. You reach up to claw at his back and he shivers when you touch along where his wings meet flesh. His hand moves between your bodies to press against your clit and it's all it takes to send you over the edge.

You tremble crying out his name as you finish. Vash howls at the feeling burying his face against your neck as he finally spills all he has left into your pussy. You can tell the blanket is soaked from how much Vash came but you're too tired to do much about it but shift slightly out of the wet spot.

The two of you breathe when you hear a small whimper from your boyfriend. His kisses along the bite he left and looks at you teary eyed.

"I'm sorry Mayfly was I too rough? Did I hurt you?" he ask looking you over, you silence his worries with a kiss. He melts into it with a pleased hum, loud purrs starting back up.

"I love you" you stroke your fingers softly over the feathers that still cover his cheek and temples, a happy chirp leaves his lips as he turns to kiss your palm.

"I love you too"

[anyasathenaeum]

Can i request vash & wolfwood his wife didnt know she pregnant, so reader do overwork until pass out in the end both of them know reader is pregnant, and the reaction his wife giving birth the twins i wanna see how absurd they face it 🥺🙏✨ thank you

And really love u writings anyway

A/N: WAIT THAT'S KINDA CUTE, headcanons coming up! Thanks for the request and thank you so much for reading my stuff! :D

Warnings: Mention of pregnancy, childbirth, blood, slight violence in Wolfwoods', reader is AFAB in this one

Vash the Stampede

Given that Vash is... Vash, there was no way either of you knew if you could even get pregnant in the first place.

Seriously - no known plant/human hybrids existed, so the two of you never really thought much of it. You both just kind of assumed hybrids couldn't exist because plants couldn't reproduce with humans

Well, how WRONG you both were

But of course, because neither of you knew it could happen, neither of you caught on when you eventually started feeling nauseous, throwing up at random points in the day and feeling gently under the weather

110% you and Vash both were like "aww dang a cold? That sucks" and Vash would cuddle you lots to try and make you feel better cause he just thought you were sick

You also didn't let this sudden "sickness" slow you down - you kept working hard, on the run with Vash and the others, moving constantly, sleeping under the glow of the worms in the warm sand, hauling your weight and then some as the group continued to travel across No Man's Land

However, what you hadn't anticipated was suddenly not being able to do as much as you used to be able to - suddenly the sun beating down on you was too much, the heat overwhelming, and before you knew it, you had collapsed

Vash and the others were definitely concerned, but the concern turned to confusion and disbelief when they accidentally got a look at your stomach when your shirt had ridden up as you sat up once you regained consciousness - your stomach was SWOLLEN.

Everybody was a bit freaked out, you very much included, until you started to put the pieces together - your "illness", your sudden inability to tolerate things as you had before, your stomach swelling

"Vash... I-I think I might be... pregnant?"

Honestly, I think Vash would be stunned at first but once he realizes that what you're saying makes sense (and after the confirmation of a doctor from one of the nearby towns you guys travelled through), he'd be DELIGHTED

Would be the type of husband/partner who would never let you carry anything heavy anymore, hovering over you protectively, always worrying and making sure you were comfortable and not endangering yourself or your baby

"You need to rest, (Y/N)! You're growing a whole new being, you and I have gotta make sure you're taking good care of yourself now!"

Would give you ankle/foot massages A LOT to help with discomfort

Vash would definitely spend a lot of time talking to your tummy as it grows bigger, pressing soft kisses to your stomach and caressing it gently

Vash would be excited but TERRIFIED simultaneously to be a dad - so much sadness, death and regret followed him everywhere he went, and he was terrified to bring you into it, let alone an innocent child

You would have to comfort him and reiterate that you were in it together and that you think he'd be a wonderful dad

Also, because Vash is a plant and they age rapidly compared to humans, the pregnancy would be faster than a traditional human pregnancy

Vash has seen births before, especially given how long he's been around, so that part of it all doesn't make him nervous. The fact that now, it's HIS child, THAT makes him nervous

Would absolutely cry during the birth of your twins, partially out of fear, partially out of joy, and also partially because you'd gripped his hand so hard that you'd likely broken several of his fingers (oops)

Borderline passed out when they told him there were TWO babies - he wasn't expecting that at all

IDK why but I can see him being a dad to either twin boys (like him and Nai), or 1 girl, 1 boy.

It doesn't matter though, cause Vash would love your babies from the moment they let out their first cry, the reality hitting him - he's a father now.

Would give anything to protect you and his children - you're his world. His family. <3

Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Unlike Vash, you and Wolfwood absolutely knew that pregnancy could happen

You and him both were sorta neutral about it - not actively trying to prevent a pregnancy, but not actively trying to conceive either.

"If it happens, it happens," Wolfwood said with a shrug when you brought it up to him

And so, you two just went about your lives together as always.

Of course, neither of you really bothered to keep tabs on your pregnancy status because you were busy travelling (and being on the run) with Vash and the others

Everything was as it usually was, with the group trying to escape from another disastrous clash with a police force of some kind, bullets flying past you all

You were hiding behind a corner, covering Wolfwood as he managed to fend off the cops coming after Vash and the rest of you, when a stray bullet struck you in the side, causing you to cry out and fall back

"(Y/N)!" You heard Wolfwood scream out your name, but you couldn't seem to see where he was anymore

Before you knew what was happening, the world went black

When you woke, your eyes opening to bright light, you quickly gasped and sat up only to cry out from the sharp pain in your side

Wolfwood was by your side, a deep scowl on his face, but you could see in his eyes that he was scared

"Mornin', sweetheart, nice of you to rejoin us in the land of the living."

Once you were more fully awake, the doctor came in to speak with you and Wolfwood, cheerfully reporting that "Thankfully, the bullet missed anything important, and the baby is just fine, too."

Umm, what?

Both you and Wolfwood choked slightly on your own spit as the doctor said that, with you coughing out "What baby?"

Yup, turns out you were pregnant and had been for a little while already at that point

From that point forward, Wolfwood becomes EXTREMELY protective of you, refusing to let you walk in front of him or even stand in front of him (he plans to use his body to protect yours if something bad happens)

He'd do his best to smoke less and not do it around you because it isn't good for the baby (he's trying hard but he still forgets sometimes)

Wolfwood would be the kind of guy who outwardly seems very relaxed and unphased by the situation but secretly has tried to read through every parenting book he could get his hands on

And when it's time for you to give birth? Listen, Wolfwood has seen a lot of things in his life, but he was NOT expecting birth to be that gruesome

Would become very pale, sweating profusely before dropping like a stone, out cold

Comes back to life when your baby begins to cry, announcing their arrival into the world

You would witness a rigid man bend and soften in front of you - you'd see Wolfwood's gaze soften and a genuine smile appear on his face as he holds your and his baby in his arms, a tiny hand wrapping around one of his fingers

Love at first sight for Wolfwood - he never thought a family would be something he wanted, but now that he has one? He's never letting go of it

Until the doctor announces that the second baby was coming

Thankfully the nurse had enough sense to take your baby from Wolfwood's arms shortly before the doctor announced that because he ended up back on the floor, out cold again

Kind of a wuss around childbirth but he loves his babies (and you) more than anything else in his life

I can definitely see him as a dad to twin girls (idk why he gives me girl dad energy)

[venjamyra]

Lyrics – Same Shade as Concrete by Circle Takes the Square

WOLFWOOD WEDNESDAY (～￣▽￣)～

feels a little funny to be making fanart of a manga that started before I was born with music that came out when i wasn’t even one year old yet…

lineart and various inane ramblings (manga spoilers ahead) about this comic that haunts my mind below the cut (its a lot…)

Okay, here’s the line art for anyone who wanted to see it without spoiler talk:

wow, so cool. Sometimes I like the lineart better in some ways and the colored version in other, different ways… I wonder how to find a good middle ground…… such are the mysteries of life

Onto the brain rot!!!

Okay, so this whole piece is kind of showing Wolfwood’s journey toward ‘accepting’ that he is an assassin. He has killed people. And his belief that he is irredeemable, this is just who he is now, stained with blood.

I’m gonna talk about panels 1,2,3, and 4. Those are just in order from top to bottom, so panel 1 is him firing the gun, and panel 4 is him in the river of blood.

So panel 1 is establishing that this is teenage Wolfwood, and he’s killing someone. YES I used that one painting as a reference (The Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel). I don’t know anything about it, but it looks cool and I like the idea of an apparently evil character crying dramatically. Throw a gun in the mix and you have me curled up in a ball crying about Wolfwood. Wolfwood isn’t crying here, but I hope the reference shows the implication that he’s crying internally.

Panel 2 is directly contrasting with panel 4 with the volume of blood. I chose the blood to just barely cover his hands on purpose, NOT just so that I didn’t have to draw more hands lmao. Lots of blood on his hands symbolism throughout, because he has his whole thing about it. Anyway, this is like, the specific amount of blood where Wolfwood finally feels too far gone. It’s reached his hands, he can’t come back from this.

shout out to the people who helped me find this panel earlier 😅 @markcampbells @grymmdark

The crosses are there to establish his being surrounded by the Eye of Michael, trapped into this pool of blood. I know with the three crosses there’s some heavy crucifixion symbolism going on. It was honestly unintentional, but if I had to come up with something for it, I’d say in Wolfwood’s mind in this moment, he is the one crucifying people (Jesus, whomever). Again with that ‘too far gone’ stuff. He ‘knows’ who he is now, and it is not a savior. I’m not Christian as an adult and the only thing I did in Sunday school was question the adults or quietly judge them for their logical fallacies so idk if this makes sense in Bible-lore 😭 lol sorry.

Panel 3 hits home on the bloody hands thing, big motif. And then the gun pokes through the panel to give us this connection to the final panel, where we see a second drop of blood, coming from Wolfwood’s own hand, presumably filling the river he’s in. So the entire river is made specifically of blood from his hands, not just blood he spilled.

Panel 4. The big one. Okay, I heard that willow trees represent peace. I don’t know if this is bullshit, but I guess they can mean whatever I want ✨. Wolfwood is not fighting the flood here, just floating along, basically. He’s not relaxed, he hates this. But he’s come to some kind of acceptance. He feels (false) peace that this is just who he is. If he doesn’t get to control who he is or what he does, at least he knows that. This is not the time or place that I’d like to talk about themes of control and bodily autonomy in Trigun--we’d be here forever lol--but its totally that stuff. The willow trees contrast with the crosses here. It is no longer the Eye of Michael holding him in, trapping him in this pool of blood. Now, the willow trees (peace, acceptance) that are grown from his own mind/coping methods are what keep him trapped. I like to imagine the crosses are still beyond the trees, causing the trees to serve as both a wall keeping Wolfwood in and a wall keeping the antagonism of the Eye of Michael out. This is also visual because willow trees look much nicer than mysterious creepy crosses.

The comic basically ends where Wolfwood begins in Trigun. Yeah, he’s got his silly moments, but on a deeper, less superficial (sub-superficial…ficial…?) level, he really believes himself to be stuck in life, unable to change. In the last panel, he’s naked because he’s vulnerable; this isn’t the suit and a charming smile, this is him as he sees himself.

This idea of Wolfwood feeling acceptance with his shitty life drives me insane. In volume 8, after he kinda does his normal assassin work again, he is so fucking sad and angry. I think he tries to tap back into that idea of acceptance, but he can’t. He’s been through so much and seen so much with Vash that he just can’t accept it anymore. Like with the song lyrics as they’re used in this comic, is someone (Eye of Michael, Chapel) goading him into standing in this pool of blood and staying there even as it rises. And then here, he gets a little taste of freedom and just fucking pulls himself out!!! If I feel inspired I could make a part 2 one day where he’s pulling himself out of the blood river or something idk.

All manga panels are courtesy of Trigun Manga Overhaul!

Oh and some fun drawing things before I go. Important disclaimer: I do not claim to know what I’m doing.

The first pic has the guidelines I used to create shape and draw attention. I saw someone say that using simple shapes helps with composition so I’ve been trying that? It seems cool, I like it. And the second one has my lines to remember where my light source is. I kind of shade based on vibes, which I want to work on, but for now is fine. But the idea is that even though each of these panels has days/weeks to years between them, they all have one light source that extends across the comic. It comes across as a ‘lower’ source relative to Wolfwood in the first panel, which feels dramatic. By the time we get to the last panel, it comes across as the sun, high in the sky. I did this because it felt cool.

okay love and peace and go listen to the emo music my older brother showed me yippee!!!

[shmothman]

Can we get O,R and W for bash pls? Nsfw:3

SFW/NSFW Alphabet Prompts

(Vash/Reader)

NSFW below the cut. 18+ only

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ah good someone asked about oral! Let’s just say there’s a reason I put go to town by doja cat on my vash playlist.

If the question is oral, Vash’s answer is yes. We all know he’s a giver, but it’s not an entirely unselfish thing: whether it’s pussy or cock, Vash loves going down on his partner. He will beg for the chance (though let’s be honest, it doesn’t take much to make him beg), and what he lacks in technique and experience, he makes up for with sheer enthusiasm. It’s a bit cliche to say, but yes, he devours you like a man starved, every single time. He wants nothing more than your taste on his tongue; to learn the very best ways to make you moan his name and clench your thighs around his head. And he’s a very quick learner—especially with something as important as your pleasure on the line. His favorite thing—if you’ll let him—is to make you come on his tongue and then keep going, to give you another—and god, another, just one more, please—he doesn’t want to stop until you’ve had enough, until it’s far too much and you have to physically push him away, both of you glassy-eyed and panting for breath. He wants you dripping down his chin, pleasure-drunk with your hands fisted in his hair, rolling your hips up into his face. Of course, he’ll be humming and moaning the entire time, grinding down on the mattress because he’s desperate just from the taste of you. Sometimes he’ll come like that, completely untouched. Also: sit on his face. Please please please sit on his face.

And Vash receiving is a sight to behold: he’s always sensitive, but never moreso than when the warmth of your mouth is on him, when you’re looking up at him with those gorgeous eyes, that teasing smile, your tongue doing such wonderful things to him that have him crying in pleasure. He always fists his hands in the sheets—or the couch cushions, or grabs onto whatever’s nearest to him—because he fears to grab you, fears that he’ll hurt you; he tries so, so hard not to buck his hips into you, to let you set the pace… but if you’re in a teasing mood, only giving him a little bit before you’re pulling away, he’ll be sobbing so quickly, unable to stop himself from seeking more. (Just make sure to reassure him that you don’t mind in the least.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As far as experimentation goes, Vash is pretty much down for anything you want to try—just so long as that risk isn’t a physical risk to you. He can’t let you get hurt, but pretty much anything else is on the table; even semi-public sex, which he normally wouldn’t be super into. If it’s what you want, though… well. His biggest turn-on is you being turned on—and teasing him in public doesn’t exactly not make him hard. You’ll have to find a place that’s just private enough, at least a door or an alcove or an empty alleyway—but good god, the second there’s enough privacy he’s on you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Vash is absolute dogshit at dirtytalk. If he’s fucking you, he can’t hold a train of thought longer than it takes to gasp out how good you feel—coherency is really out of the question. He’ll praise you, tell you he loves you, call your name! But stuff like teasing you about what he’s gonna do to you, or saying something degrading… that just not his forte. (How could he say something mean to his mayfly? You’re his suns and moons and stars, he can’t call you that!!) He’ll try, of course, if that’s what you want, but those smooth words that he knows come easily to others just don’t feel right in his mouth. How can he do anything but sing your praises, when you make him feel so good? If it is something you really want though, he’s determined to learn—even going so far as to ask someone for advice… and holy hell, is Wolfwood never gonna let him live this one down. (The way he praises you is its own form of dirtytalk, though: is there anything hotter than watching him lose the ability to think? Any sound sweeter than his stuttering confessions of adoration?)

[peachyloveswriting]

I absolutely loved the way you wrote Wolfwood on the abducted by aliens post, thank you so much for writing my request out! I love your writing

Also i think the way you wrote the reader was amazing and exactly what i was thinking of!

If it isn’t asking too much may i request another writing with Wolfwood and Gn cold reader maybe a second part perhaps? Where both Nicolas and reader get more closer and it so happens one of them confess.

Tysm!

ONLY GETTING WARMER FROM HERE --- wolfwood

SUMMARY: For the first time you feel lost on what to say. No one's ever been so brash about something like this or brought out these feelings within you.

Notes: got lazy at the end

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"Thanks for dinner Nick." The fork clatters with the plate when you set it down. Nick looks up through his brows, his two fingers tease the butt end of the cigarette against his lips. He offers you a smug grin. "No problem."

You huff. "Better than eating worms." As you've been doing ever since you began traveling with this strange man. A week of traveling through the desert has finally landed you in civilization. Today was the first time you've had a real meal in a while. Not to criticize Nick's cooking or anything.

"I got us a room." Gathering his cross from beside him, he stands.

"Hmm." You stand after him. Placing his cigarette between his lips he offers a hand to you. His hand is very tempting to grab, like you should let him lead you wherever but you brush him off and walk outside. He's following shortly afterwards, soon enough he takes the lead. You follow him wordlessly, just observing him from behind. Nick has come clean about his occupation as 'the punisher' the name itself you find rather cool, but the backstory that came with it not so much. This has only further grown your interest in the man.

The Inn comes into view and Nick opens the door for you. "I got us one room. It's got two beds. Nothing too flashy so don't get excited."

You give him a glance and push forth towards the rooms. Before reaching the hall and stairs you slow to let Nick take the lead. "Just one room?" You question as he walks past you and up the stairs. You're surprised his cross hasn't thrown him down yet.

"Like I said it's nothing special." He stops at the very last room in the upper hallway and picks the keys from his pocket. "Figured it's better than sleeping in the sand all squashed up against a guy you hardly know." Taking the key back out he pushes the door open.

Pushing past him into the room, you take a look around. "I quite liked being squished against said man." Your eyes slide over the beds. "The other part, not so much." They're two small singles. Nothing but small, plain, sheets lay over them. It doesn't compliment the room much. Taking the one on the most right, you sit down on the stuff bed and fall onto your back with a sigh.

"You what?" A small click follows his words. You pick your head up to see he lean the cross against the wall.

"I didn't mind sleeping with you." You fully sit up. Nick looks at you surprised, his brows raised high on his forehead and the tips of his ears tinted red. He stares at you dumbfounded, his mouth opening but not speaking. Snapping his mouth shut he raises his hands to pull off his suit. The button up underneath loosely hangs off his body, accentuating the muscles in the parts that touch. You find yourself mindlessly staring. He's like a piece of eye candy and seeing him dressed down in anything less than normal is enough to say your face ablaze.

"If you're saying you want to lay with me tonight. I wouldn't mind it." His fingers find and undo the buttons of his shirt while he makes eye contact with you. The lower his hands go the more of his bare skin that becomes exposed. Your eyes follow all the way down to the last button and drink in every mark and divit. "Will ya quit staring? You're embarrassing me." He mumbles.

When you look back up at his face the cigarette from before is long gone, discarded in the ashtray beside his bed. "Well, I did say you were hot. I meant that."

His shirt falls to the floor, leaving his chest fully exposed. The muscles on his chest and arms are bigger than you expected. Probably from carrying that cross around all the time "I didn't think, you... nevermind. You make it really hard for me to not feel something for you."

A strange ache builds in your heart while it pounds in your ears. You can't look away from him now. Not with the way he has your stomach doing flips. It feels so sickly sweet, like something out of a fairy tail. Nothing should ever feel like that, right. If so, this was very new.

"You, feel for me?" It feels wrong asking him that. But the words are foreign in your mouth. You never thought you'd see the day that you'd fall for someone. Especially him. Nicholas is hot, there's no doubt about that but he's attractive in other ways too. It wasn't clear at first what feelings were bubbling inside your chest but it's now become clear.

"I do. Something about you is attractive to me. I'm not sure what but I like you. I do." He admits.

Everything about his runs so much deeper than he lets on. Something about that must have pulled you in. You like the fact that you don't know everything about him, but you also like how open he is with you. But for him to say something like that about you feels like a dream.

"You're being serious. Right?" You feel weary. Like what he's saying just might not be true.

"Of course." He leans down onto the bed and chuffles under the covers. "But I'm tired. We can talk about this in the morning."

Looking away and at the ground, you sigh. He's just as tired as you. This is your first night in a real bed after so long without one. You're just glad to have this. Standing and clicking off the lamp, you dress out into your last layer of clothes. A short sleeved shirt and shorts. Your mind is racing when you climb into the bed, you can't keep still. After all those nights in the desert with Nick, it feels wrong to be sleeping on your own. Even if you ask to sleep with him that feels just wrong. Especially after what he just admitted. That doesn't sooth your racing mind and sleep evades you.

"Nick." Your voice sounds so long among the silence and when it returns to that you feel disappointed. His bedsheets suddenly shift.

"Yeah?" He turns to look at you. You're laying on your back staring emptily up at the ceiling. "Can't sleep?" He doesn't even have to listen to you say anything to know your answer. He can see it in the way frustration settles in your face. Though it's uncommon to see you feel anything as an outward emotion.

You turn your head to look at him. With a small smile he moves over in the bed and lifts the blanket. He nods his head to the empty spot beside him. "Well, c'mon. I'm not waiting all night."

Warmth blooms in your chest. Happily throwing your blankets off of you, you climb over into his bed. Already, just settling in you can feel his heat. It makes that unsettled itch in your head begin to leave. "Thank you." You murmur as you grow comfortable in the spot you lay.

Nick settles the blanket over you and rests on his side, facing you. "You're gonna kill me one of these days."

"Huh?"

He shakes his head with a sigh. "Might as well get it over with." You look up at him in confusion before his gaze meets yours. "If we're gonna sleep together, might as well be together. Right?"

This is the first time this has ever happened to you, so what your answer might be, you don't know. All you can do is look up at him in confusion. "I don't know."

Suddenly you feel his hand slide onto your waist, he pulls you closer to him. "I mean, would you just date me?"

"I," for the first time you honestly feel lost on what to say. Nick has done many things for you, got food, offered you safety, a place to sleep and so much more. He's a kind man, to you at least. This is all so new to you though. "Why do I feel this way?"

"What way?" He can feel the embarrassment creeping up on him.

"So lost but sure at the same time. I don't understand what I'm feeling but I know it's good. But what do I do?" You shake your head.

Nick laughs above you. "You're so precious." Taking his hand he lifts it to your cheek. "Lemme try something." Before you can answer his lips are against yours. It's chaste and as quick as it started it finished. It leaves your stomach churning and heart pounding in your chest.

"Did you like that?" He asks.

"Yeah."

He chuckles again. "That means you should say yes."

"So, should I date you?"

He nods his head. "That's up to you. But I hope it's yes."

[ultraviolet-cello]

Today's episode analysis is number 7 - Wolfwood. Now from here on out I get wild abt theories so do watch out hehee

Spoiler warning for tristamp and trimax, general tws for most of those, and enjoy my analysis/details if you want :]

@tristampparty

TL;DR, there's still something fucked up with Livio and Razlo

I CANNOT believe this MOTHERFUCKER is wearing a seatbelt, but still reading a book and controlling the car steering with his mind. I hate him.

Okay so when Livio gets up here, he's been down for the count for a while, the mask has seemingly. Broken a little bit, his irises have contracted a noticeably amount, and the way he moves is different. So I could attribute that to just, whatever brainwashing EOM has on Livio is falling apart, but I think it's more likely Razlo is stepping into front in some way or another. If the remote-switch mask theory has anything to do with it, the breaking of the mask could be tugging them both into a rapid-switch state.

In any case; something is clearly different - Livio's fighting style as we've seen is very steady, holding the guns in place and just walking forward. Maybe-Razlo here just gets up and flings himself at Vash, starts running, absolutely whaling on the Punisher with the Double Fangs (Which is accurate to Trimax - if you read their pages closely, Livio and Razlo have very different ways of moving that then converge into a more semi-coherent style post volume 10)

Also like, it doesn't have to just be one thing. All of the things I point out here can also be interpreted as just the breaking free from brainwashing thing. Could be both!

I'm Not Done with this scene yet because then uh. Livio-Maybe-Razlo starts looking a little dizzy, starts wobbling, hands shaking. So with Dissociative Identity Disorder, the difference between that and OSDD-1b (Another type of system) is usually the dissociative aspect. When alters switch in, it's usually accompanied by a period of dissociation, which looks to an outsider like the person is dizzy, vacant, or blank. The dissociative period is also common in rapid-switching. I read Livio and Razlo as a DID system and it is definitely the most well-known type of system, so if Studio Orange is trying to portray them as a system, they'll most likely be characterized as DID.

MORE VASH FIGHTING STYLE STUFF!!!

So aside from being just a physical martial artist, I dabble in traditional okinawan kobudo (weapons) as well - one of these being the tonfa, which is a baton type of weapon. Vash in this scene is using his gun similarly - holding it by the handle and swinging the muzzle to block and strike. In the second image you can see him winding up to get the full arc of the swing in for more power.

These are what tonfa look like, so I especially appreciate how similar Vash's gun functions! You hold the handle in a loose-ish grip and can swing them overhead and around for extra Thwack Power

Oh you can actually see him spin it back in that blocking position (holding the long end against your forearm so you can just lift and block with your forearm, since the part of the tonfa is shielding you) here! Come to think of it, when blocking with the Double Fangs, Livio uses them similarly.

Once again Roberto calling out that Vash is not human - again he's had the longest time to Hear about Vash's reputation and now he's seeing it firsthand. Imagine spending all your life knowing of a legendary guy and then when you actually see him he looks. like 20, and at least some of his fighting prowess is true.

I guess I'm also curious about like. The mask has been breaking for a While now, and then when it completely powers off that's when Livio starts coming back to reality, which could lend to it being neural-connected in some way. I think it's really really interesting that EOM has specifically suppressed or trained Livio's mind so well that he barely recognizes Wolfwood - But how did that happen without Razlo's interference? Did he agree to this, was he manipulated into it, did Livio make that decision and it was too late for Razlo's protectiveness to kick in? Or is this a means to control both of them? Season 2 please please please ple

I'VE GOT MY ONE FRAME OF RAZLO EVERYONE GO HOME

Okay seriously though I do want to uh. Has Razlo just always had that idea of what he wants to look like or is there some kind of Very drastic change going on lmao. Because there is no way Stampede "Twink" Livio has the body to pull this off, no matter how much hair gel and tits out clothes Razlo can put on. If that sort of image was created by eom as an intimidation thing (because Razlo is Chapel's golden child) though, that's fucked up especially because like. Razlo and Livio struggle sharing a body enough by themselves.

Not grabbing a screenshot but it's uhm. Well. Livio shoots himself in the head specifically, which does seem to be the weak spot for EOM agents, which uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Like we've seen Razlo foreshadowing Right There there's not a chance he's actually dead, but it's probably gonna fuck him up. Further. I wonder if there's gonna be some body construction fuckery going on later on?

Roberto just sitting down and giving up is kinda funny but also like. Yeah. What do you do in the face of such alien, incomprehensible odds and events. Roberto's very,,, chill about dying, which is an attitude that lots of people would have on Gunsmoke/NML (I know it's nml. but i like gunsmoke). He just wants to go out drinking on his own terms (which... well, he does.)

Meryl's decisions in the control room are so so fascinating. Meryl in Trimax is a little bit insane about Vash (following him, quite literally, through the apocalypse), and we're starting to see her belief and trust in him in this scene. She believes in him And in Wolfwood. and Roberto, Roberto who has always said that he'd take the path to live, believes in Meryl, enough that he's apparently ready to take the chance to die with her, even when given the option to leave by himself.

Meryl is also taking control of her own agency in this situation; she has been an extremely reactive character up till now, but here she gets to say what Meryl Stryfe would do in this situation. Not getting yanked around by people bigger and taller than her, not having to report to her seniors, just making a choice on her own that she knows might kill her. Women on Gunsmoke/NML aren't afforded a lot of agency (Rosa had to try and capture Vash for the bounty so Tonis could live, Meryl in any iteration deals with a lot of adversaries using her as leverage against Vash or taking control away from her, hell, Tristamp Elendira isn't being afforded the agency to grow up! She's been like that for 20 years there is definitely some fuckery going on, whether it's Tesla cells not allowing her to age past the point Tesla was when she died, or Conrad or Knives keeping her that age for some reason). It's nice to see Meryl's arc revolve around taking that agency for herself.

OKAY NORMAL AGAIN. the fucking MUSIC in this scene is insane, it's so,,, I don't know how to explain it but it's so Big and Vast. Also the ion cannon laser looks much like a Punisher laser. Which uh. Woag, if that's the case. And Razlo gets three of those bitches? forget the deadly weapons everyone's gonna just die looking at the light show.

A design element I really like for Legato is his hair and how neatly it's trimmed. I drew a parallel to Knives cutting off a slice of his hair when they first met each other, but I do genuinely think that Legato might be so meticulous about it specifically because of that. Knives means so so much to Legato, and Legato seems to reclaim his body from his past sexual abuse by devoting himself to Knives in an act of empowerment (or at least that's how I read it), which,,, I mean it's hair, but i really am a curtains are blue guy.

Tristamp Wolfwood is often. A tad shorter than Vash which is extremely funny to me. Nightow said Wolfwood's taller and everyone, including the guys making a 3d animated love letter to trigun, said no he isn't ^_^

I need to start collecting these fucking smiles that Vash gives Wolfwood. It's specifically,,,, Trimax and 98 Wolfwood call Vash out on the fake smiles. But Tristamp Wolfwood doesn't, because most of the true smiles we see from Vash are directed at him. Or something. Idk i'm normal

Wolfwood has been holding the Punisher like this all episode, and it's ~~really cute~~ (Tristamp Wolfwood gives me awful cute aggression) but also,,, maybe self-soothing. Keeping the Punisher directly in front of himself as a shield. Looking out over Hopeland as the Punisher acts as a barrier.

White Girl Wasted :pensive:

Vash's hair looks like a little flower here :]

Annnnd Vash down for the count!

So there's so many things, always, to do with these episodes, and I will Not be stopping lmao

Thank y'all who left nice comments on my last analysis post, i'm glad everyone had fun reading it!

[chris-continues]

Random ideas:

Mermaid knives? 👀

Escape room together with Nai?

Clothing shopping with Nai? Maybe make him try goofy stuff for fun :>

What color wax do u think Nai would use the most for wax seals? I have a wax seal kit and I thought I'd try makin something that would be atleast similar to what Nai would make

Do u think he would ride a motorcycle?

(Sorry if this is alot.....)

Omg I want to answer all of these time for a load of hcs heehehhehheheh

Random Knives HC’s

So I couldn’t come up w much for mermaid au, but escape room Knives will plague my mind since I’ve been to an escape room once and I loved it.

Escape room

-he’d think they’re overpriced and whatever but Vash knows he likes murder mystery stuff.. so he supposes he can indulge him 

-he actually gets kinda into it but tries to hide it LMAO

-Vash will take him again to like celebrate smth (like passing an important exam or getting an internship somewhere he was really looking forward to) and they take you with them

-you get into it too and Vash helps to keep track of clues while you guys solve it

-you’re on his mind even moreso after that- your excited face after you found a clue, or a new lead, or how you peered over his shoulder cautiously to see what puzzle he was solving.. god.

-yeah the pining continues

Clothing shopping

-Nai doesn’t like shopping for brand new things- having to start adulthood far too early in poverty meant that he had to find cheaper ways to access necessities. Such as clothes

-hence why knives loves thrifting. He’s a goodwill god, if I do say so myself

-imagine sifting through racks together and you find a goofy sweater for him. (You suggest he wears it and he scoffs- good naturedly, but with a bit of playful fire nonetheless).

-you find some cute things while he’s looking for whatever he needs- usually not much, however on occasion he needs more professional wear, or he’s looking for Vash

-I do think you’d mostly be sifting through clothes in minimal silence- he brings his headphones to listen to a podcast. You’re listening to the same one, he has excellent taste :)

-you brush forearms as you shop, shuffling beside one another awkwardly in the cramped area of the aisles, faces a bit flushed from your proximity

-guess what? The pining continues

-thrifting is something that brings you both comfort when not outside your home though. It’s a routine that happens in your relationship- when you’re both in a shopping mood, that is. In happenstance, if you feel like spending the day in and Knives has to run errands, he will definitely look for you more. This shirt reminds him of you, or those shoes. You’d like that.

Romantic letters

- @coffinbeananteiku (aka Sam) is the one that came up w/ the wax seal color hcs!

-she mentioned that Knives would overthink the color meanings and end up choosing either black or white (I’ve mentioned it once on my blog I think) but definitely give them a follow! I love her ideas a ton :D

-for my own thoughts? Knives loves the flow of writing in cursive. He almost never does on schoolwork, to make grading easier and neater, and he usually types anyways

-but his handwriting is elegant and direct in its own way, complimenting the utter devotion in his words as he writes to you. It’s easier for him to piece his thoughts out delicately onto the table before placing them onto the paper, sealing it once he’s read it 2-3 times (or more) and leaving it at your doorstep- as is routine for whenever he drops off letters.

Motorcycle?

-BWANAHAJAJAHAHAHAAH *cackles* no of course not/lh

-you think after he lost his only parental figure and his brother having lasting health conditions + the loss of an arm to a car accident, he’d be adamant on nothing as dangerous as a motorcycle

-you are in fact correct in that assumption

-Wolfwood rides a motorcycle though, Vash rides with him. And when Knives caught wind of the news, he was furious. How could Vash be so reckless?

-It’s weeks before Knives fully cools down, but it’s got a lasting effect on him. He needs alone time. For several days. He’s enraged.

-once he finally talks to Vash he’s biting his cheek roughly, hands grasping the arm of the couch tightly. “You do know it’s dangerous, correct?”

-“And I know you care-“

-“I do.”

-it’s a disagreement that Vash knows is plenty reasonable from his brother, and it never fully simmers.

[triplesilverstar]

Thanksgiving Special

Rating: Explicit 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Vash X Wolfwood, Vash X F!Reader, Wolfwood X F!Reader,  Vash X F!Reader X Wolfwood

CW: Mentions of abusive relationships, mentions of sex, threesome, polycule relationship

Word count: 3219

A/N: As it’s Canadians Thanksgiving, have a roommates special, this one is mostly fluff with a bit of relationship building. It’s currently past where the story is written since the reader is now dating the boys. But let's be honest, I'm pretty sure you were all expecting that development.

It was strange to get the text from Vash while you were leaving work, asking you if you had plans for Thanksgiving. Frowning as you texted him back saying no because you honestly didn’t, and then nothing else from the blond until you were home and saw why. 

Vash and Nicholas were sitting on the couch looking at flyers, which you frowned at. It was very much like Vash to scan the flyers for groceries but not Nicholas, both men smiling as you trotted into the living room. “What are we doing boys?” 

“Trying to figure out who has the best price for turkeys before the weekend,” Nicholas answered while jotting down something on a notepad before flipping to another page. 

“I know we're frugal guys but doesn’t a turkey seem like a lot for the three of us?” Plopping down on the floor across from them at the coffee table, fingers sliding the coaster with Nicholas’s coffee towards you.

“It’s not for us, it’s why I asked if you had plans.” Vash paused looking at you and shaking his head a little at your antics. “Nico and I usually go to the orphanage to help out so we thought we’d ask if you wanted to come with us?” 

It’s a bit surprising but you find yourself nodding lifting the pilfered mug to your lips and taking a sip. “Sure. I mean if you think I can help and I’d like to spend the day with you two if you want me there.” It still feels a little strange looking at both your boyfriends and knowing they both want a relationship with you and each other. Not because of the dynamic but you still find yourself wondering what you did to end up with such partners. 

“You know there’s still some coffee in the pot if you wanted it,” Nicholas remarks when his hand reaches for the missing mug. 

“But it tastes all the better after you’ve drunk some Nico~” Teasing him as you took another sip before handing it to the annoyed man. “So, why hunting through the flyers? Do they need help picking the stuff up?”

“Yea, they’ve got a small budget to work from so we’re looking to see where the best deals are. We’re gonna need at least three decent-sized turkeys.” Done with that flyer and jumping to the next one Nicholas places his mug on the coffee table again. 

You find yourself sliding the notepad over and frowning before you grab your phone and flip to one of your apps, open it, and type in ‘turkey’. 

Flipping your screen around to show it to the boys “and here we go, all the stores with turkeys on sale right now and going from lowest to highest.” Watching the cogs in both men's heads slowly turn as they look at the tiny screen. 

“Do you mean to tell us”

“We’ve been looking at flyers”

“For the past two hours.”

“And you just did that in five seconds?” The back and forth between the two of them astonishes you, laughing while their eyebrows furrow. 

“I swear you two are such old men sometimes!” With the tears forming in your eyes from all the laughing you’re doing you miss their shared Cheshire grins. Both men launch around the coffee table and pull you into an embrace, two sets of hands trailing along your skin in a tickling motion. 

“Calling us old men huh? We gonna let her get away with that Vash?” You’re laughing even harder now, face pressed into Nicholas’s chest while their hands keep up the assault on your skin. 

“Nope!” Popping his ‘p’ Vash slips his fingers under your shirt to go for a more sensitive spot and you’re howling. 

“Mer-” You’re laughing hard enough now that it’s starting to hurt in the best way, trying to squirm out of their grip while squealing. Their hands are relentless in their pursuit of you, both of them laughing now as well. “Mer-” Taking as big of a breath as you can between bouts of laughing you finally spit out what you’ve been trying to say. “Mercy!” 

Both men stop at the use of your shared safe work, but laugh as they slump against you. “You’re no fun sometimes.” Vash nuzzles his nose into the back of your head while you catch your breath and Nicholas settles his hands on your hips. 

“It’s because you two are old, you just don’t get me.” Snickering filled with mirth while your ribs hurt from the exertion. 

“Sounds to me like she’s a glutton for punishment.” His voice having gone husky, you look up at Nicholas, licking your lip. 

“Maybe~” 

Later the three of you are lying naked and exhausted on the floor of the living room, your fingers tracing random patterns onto Vash’s trim chest while the sweat cools on your skin. “So. Are they picking up the stuff for Thanksgiving or are we getting it?” 

“We are” Nicholas answers from behind Vash, an arm over his eyes while his chest heaves, peeking out at the ceiling. “If Vash doesn’t mind driving we can get the stuff tonight and drop them off at the orphanage tonight to go in the freezer. Miss Melanie might like the confirmation we were able to get things and hopefully on budget.” 

“Then let's shower and get going, otherwise we might get distracted and go for another round.” Rolling off Vash and heading for your own shower while the boys groan from the floor. “You’re just reinforcing that you’re old men!” 

“You’re a year younger than me!” Yelling after you from an indignant Vash making you giggle as you move a little faster, well aware if you aren’t almost done before one of them joins you round two is going to happen in the shower. 

After shopping you pay attention to the road from the backseat of Vash’s car, hoping you can get an address or a hint as to where the orphanage is located. Nicholas usually being pretty tight-lipped about where he grew up. You knew he was an orphan and had a bond with another of the boys from the same place named Livio, but any other digging resulted in him rolling his eyes or aiming to distract you. 

Even Vash didn’t have much more to go on, just shrugged his shoulders. Then again when you asked him similar questions he went just as silent, all you knew about the blond was he had a twin brother and both of them had been adopted. 

So any new information about your partners you grab and hold onto like a gold mine, so going to see where one of them grew up just tickles something inside your brain. Taking note of the turns and roads as the three of you drive, seeing the change in scenery as it goes and you see the change in the landscape shifting from buildings to a more rural setting. 

Pulling into a church parking lot you look around curious as the car slows Vash undoing his seat belt and looks back over his shoulder with a hand on the passenger chair as he backs up towards a smaller building that was attached. 

“Is this where you grew up Nico?” Dusk is fast approaching as you open the car door and step out heading for the trunk. 

“Yea.” In the fading light, you see him swallow rubbing the back of his neck for some reason you aren’t really sure off and you think you see his fingers twitch for the pocket of his sweater that you know has his cigarettes in them. Is he nervous about being around the orphanage?

“You should head inside and get Miss Melanie Nico, I doubt she wants the three of us just routing around in her freezer.” Nodding at Vash’s words Nicholas heads inside while you and Vash lean against the bumper of his car with the trunk still closed. Sides pressed together as you look around, taking in the details of the brickwork of the church and the smooth lines of the newer building that is attached. 

Upon closer inspection, you can see it’s not really a small building, just one story attached to a larger structure. With rows of windows above it and backlit from the lights inside you can see smaller bodies moving around, kids playing. 

“Does Nico seem a little off to you?” You aren’t sure why you voice it but you do.

Unsurprising Vash loops one of his arms around your shoulders pulling you tighter against him. “He is. It makes sense though he was like this the first time he brought me too. Miss Melanie is the closest thing he has to a mother, he’s probably nervous about what she’ll think of you. Well, and the whole dating two people thing.” You can relate to that, reaching across your body to tangle your fingers with his feeling the rough tips of his fingers as they glide along the outside of your hand. You still haven’t told your dad who you were expecting to flip at the idea of you dating two people. You sure as hell aren’t telling your mother who you suspect once she finds out you broke up with Henry is going to do nothing but rant in your ear about what an idiot you are. 

“Yea. I still I haven’t any of my family, I’m not really expecting my dad to take it all that well.” A chuckle and Vash is bumping his hips into yours.

“I told my brother. Nai might be a bit of a hard ass but he gets it. At least I think he does.” Vash has that soft smile on his face, one of the ones that tells you he has more to say but won’t so you just relish in the flicker of warmth it sends around your chest.

“Well, I hope Nico gets the same kind of reaction.” Licking your lips as you and Vash keep waiting and sharing a bit of warmth between the two of you. 

It isn’t long before Nicholas reappears with a shorter portly woman just behind him. A bandana is tied around her head but you can see the wisps of grey mixed in with the auburn locks of hair framing her face that seem to have fallen from where it was tied back. The fine lines around her eyes make you smile, and her eyes themselves reassure you like pulling on a thick sweater when you’re cold. Miss Melanie makes you think it’s what a caretaker should look like, not someone concerned with still trying to look like they’re in their twenties like your own mother who spends half her day covering her face in goop to try and hide the fact she’s getting older. 

“Vash, it’s nice to see you again.” Miss Melanie doesn’t go for a handshake instead wrapping her shorter arms around Vash for a hug. The two of you separated at the appearances of Nicholas and the older woman. 

“Nice to see you too Ma’am.” A light-hearted swat to his arm and she huffed with her hands on her hips.

“I’ve told you before Vash, it’s Miss Melanie or just Melanie. Ma’am makes me sound too important for what I am.” Laughing as she turned to you and her eyes seemed to soften. “And you must be the new roommate I keep hearing so much about.” 

“Ummm all good things I hope.” Rubbing the back of your head and reaching to take her offered hand, only to be tugged into an embrace of your own. 

“Little Nico never has anything but good things to say about you.” Your face burns a little at that, curious as to just what the tanned man could have been saying about you to the woman he must see as his mother. 

“I’m not little.” Rolling his eyes as you’re released from her hold “Now let's get this stuff inside.” As Vash pops the trunk open and you start grabbing bags you notice the slight darkening of the skin across Nicholas’s cheeks. You don’t say anything to him, but you do think it’s cute he’s blushing about it. 

Unloading the car takes a few trips and the three of you follow Miss Melanie's instructions where she wants things placed inside the pantry and the walk-in fridge. While the turkeys are frozen it’s only three days until Thanksgiving and the birds need a chance to thaw, and you learn while the facility is larger there are about fifteen kids that you’re going to help cook for. 

A final wave and a few quick hugs goodbye promising you’ll see the older woman again in three days bright and early, before sliding into the back seat of Vash’s car. “She seems really nice Nico.” You find yourself saying from the back.

“She is.” It’s all he says before the three of you are on your way back to the apartment. 

You’re up at the crack of dawn on Thanksgiving, the three of you once more piled into Vash’s car. Sipping your coffee mug and trying to finish waking up, the only noises you’re getting out of Nicholas are grunts while Vash is his usual chipper morning self almost bouncing with how excited he is.  

You’d find it cute if you didn’t want one more hour of sleep. 

Groaning as you follow the boys into the same doors as you had last time you were there the smell of breakfast cooking slowly waking you up and the sound of laughter. Miss Melanie seems to be already hard at it, getting the first meal of the day ready for the kids and Nicholas is quick to help her even if he is half asleep in loading the metal trays into the steam line to serve the bigger kids. 

You just follow the older woman when she gets your help to bring the food to some of the smaller kids already seated at a table. Smiling back with soft “you’re welcome”s to a chorus of “thank you”s from them. They seem polite and you miss the whispers of some of the kids wondering who you are. 

The reason for arriving so early other than just prepping the turkeys to start cooking makes sense as Miss Melanie plans on feeding the three of you breakfast as well before you get started. “Can’t have my help for the day passing out from hunger while I’ve got them slaving in the kitchen!” Laughing at her own joke as she eats her own meal. 

A round of questions from you as you learn she’s the only full-time caretaker, the others that help are all volunteers or part-time workers during the week. A somber moment when she admits during the holidays most people want to spend time with their own families so she appreciates help like this. While you’re talking with her you don’t miss the way some of the kids also hang off Nicholas and one or two off of Vash. It’s rather endearing. 

Once breakfast was done and a few of the older kids are dish duty were working to clean up the three of you were put to work with Miss Melanie giving her orders on what she wanted done. 

An hour later you already feel exhausted with all the prep work, standing beside Vash who just hums away while you’re both peeling vegetables to be cooked. A far greater appreciation for everything the woman does settling into your bones, since she manages the three of you in the kitchen and looking after the children. 

“Having fun yet?” Vash whispers to you at one point as you drop another peeled potato into a container filled with water.

“Actually yes, this is kind of nice. A lot better than all the pomp and circumstance that marked my Thanksgivings growing up.” Those felt more like a parade of having to dress to impress with the way your mother dragged you to family get-togethers where you sat there dressed like a doll. This was far more enjoyable even if your hands were sore from all the peeling.

“I’m glad, it might not seem like much but it makes Nico happy to come back and help out.” Grinning as you both keep making small talk, before moving on to the next task. 

As the time keeps moving closer and closer to noon as more and more pots and pans are placed on the stove you lean against one of the counters. A small reprieve while the food does its own thing “I can’t believe Miss Melanie does this sort of thing every day. I’m exhausted and we’ve only been at it for a few hours.” 

Wiping your forehead with the back of your hand and watching as Nicholas moves closer setting both his hands on the counter behind you and closing the distance so part of his stomach is flush against you. “It’s hard work raising a bunch of kids.” Dropping his forehead to yours.

Smirking up at him you can’t resist taking the chance to tease him. “Yea, and I bet after raising you she realized every kid after was a cakewalk.” Vash snorts from where he’s sitting on a stool glancing at his phone.

“I bet you were a real hell-raiser Nico.” Wigging his eyebrows in response before Vash stood to go check one of the pots and give it a stir. 

“You two are jerks.” His dark eyes narrowed in annoyance but you see the slightest uptick of his lips into a smile. 

“Hmmm, but you picked us.” Laughing against him before you push back on the counter kissing the tip of his nose.

“No hanky panky in my kitchen!” The sound of Miss Melanie’s raised voice makes the three of you jump, certain both you are Nicholas are blushing for no real reason. 

As the meal slowly comes together, this time the four of you work to get all the plates made before taking them out to the kids. The tables had been rearranged to form a long line by some of the kids and set with everything but the food. Taking seats that had been left open for the three of you at the table with Miss Melanie taking a seat at the head. 

While you aren’t sitting next to either of your boyfriends you still have to smile at how the kids around them are excited to talk to the men older than them. One of the girls named Jessica apparently talking Vash’s ear off, her crush on him apparent even to you. As Miss Melanie calls for silence and a short prayer followed by a moment of silence to reflect on what you’re thankful for this year you have no trouble thinking of two reasons. 

One blond and one brunet, both of whom have certainly carved a piece into your heart. 

As voices start to carry around the table you find you’re drawn into conversation with the kids around you, and by the end of the mean your face is sore from all the laughter and smiles. The occasional glances shared between the three of you, and one thought keeps ringing around in your head.

You could get used to spending holidays like this. 

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[rithmeres]

yes, the plans that i could not share with you (because the haters would sabotage me) were that i was taking on LACC in my vash getup :)

i have so few pictures of myself but i got so many compliments (especially on my arm) and plenty of other people took pictures of me. and normally i don't like attention but i will be honest with u. under these circumstances i loved it. my arm held up really well through 8 hours on the convention floor and i have never been prouder of anything i've made. it's articulated incredibly well, no part of it gave out or required repair, it's never uncomfortable or a nuisance to wear, and i have enough range of motion to do relatively complex things like tying my shoes.

originally i was not planning to try to meet anyone famous because 1) it's expensive and 2) the lines are long and 3) i feel weird and annoying approaching literally anyone for any reason BUT. the spot where i met up with my sister just happened to be right next to johnny yong bosch's table. right when he started signing things. so i said LOL ok i'll do it.

it was super chill, i asked him how it felt to get the call that they wanted him to come back 20 years later for a trigun reboot and he said it almost didn't happen -- that since they recast everyone else for stampede they considered recasting vash as well (and i said WOW i'm so glad they didn't) and he said he really enjoyed getting to come back and explore a darker take (i forget if what he said was a darker take on vash's character, or just a darker trigun in general) but it was briefly surprising 2 me that he considered stampede to be a darker version but i get it, especially when u consider that there is not a lot of comedy in those 12 episodes to balance out the grief.

ANYWAY he was impressed with my arm and i asked him if he would sign my coat :) so he signed the lining but he was also like u know what, i'm gonna give you a second autograph just because. so he signed a print for me as well (free of charge!!) and the print with the blue signature matches my famous paintings that i always film in front of (that's providence baybee)

other stuff from the con under the cut

cosplay notes:

i saw 3 other vash cosplayers (a 98 vash, a stampede vash, and a purple coat vash) and no shade but i definitely had the best arm build. peace and love to all of them though

i saw 1 1/2 wolfwoods. 1 was the aforementioned mullet wolfwood from yesterday's post (ww if you’re out there ww) and the 1/2 was the 98 vash cosplayer’s gf in some kind of goth-ish dress and she was carrying a punisher

mullet wolfwood if you're out there i regret not getting a picture with you so much. i am deeply ashamed and i have no excuse because i ran into you twice and both times i was too embarrassed to ask for a picture. i just want you to know that your punisher was swag and your earrings were yolo and we would look very good together

i expected to see a lot more trigun tbh. los angeles where u at. 4 vashies at a convention of 120,000+ people is nothing. one guy even walked up to me like wow i love ur vash, i haven't seen a lot of trigun at this con and i was like I KNOW i thought i'd see a lot more

theeeee costume of all time award goes to the cad bane cosplayer i saw on the balcony. spare hand in marriage dude (gn) you looked so good

second place for costume of all time goes to the other mother cosplayer who had button eyes and these crazy finger appendages and never once broke character even while waiting in lines

i took 100 points of psychic damage from this one guy who (and im not kidding) was at least 6’4’’ and wearing platform boots and was dressed as the mfing onceler. with the stupid top hat he was fr 7+ feet tall (i saw him duck to get through a doorway).

someone was there as the brawny paper towel guy?? just walking around in a beard and flannel carrying a pack of paper towel rolls?? go off king

i saw 5 nightwing cosplayers but only 2 were biblically accurate (had ass)

the nanami sweep at this convention was so real u all SHOWED UP. and everybody ate. i saw at least 12 nanamis and not one of them was a flop.

i have never seen so many spider-mans in my life

other things:

fig. 1: this extremely hot captain america on a very large poster was about 2 make me act unwise. hi gorjus................................. nice eyebrows

fig 2: i saw this sign a couple blocks away from the con and i did a triple take. 🔥🔥🔥TRIMAX MENTIONED🔥🔥🔥

fig. 3: i saw all 4 hobbits in panel and can confirm elijah wood’s laugh is ten times more infectious in real life. before they were even done sitting down, dominic monaghan switched around all of their name cards so that none of them were seated behind the right name. as u might imagine much of the panel's content was reminiscing about LOTR, but i heard some stories that i hadn't heard before. they also talked about video games, other projects they are working/have worked on, how their kids feel about their dads' LOTR roles, how much they love ian mckellen, and how they would love to see something happen for the 20th anniversary of ROTK this year. sean astin (the legend) took shots at the stranger things writers (basically said joyce could never be happy with hopper) AND EVERYONE CLAPPED LOL. billy and dom talked about the best food in NZ, their show billy and dom eat the world, and the unfortunate events that led to the friendship onion's hiatus. it was a ton of fun to just watch them be themselves with each other, you can tell that these guys are all so fond of each other and love each other so much.

and finally, fig. 4: i bought these beautiful prints from @/batinyourbelfry and the skeletal washi tape from @/skeletalacademia (both on IG)

[lost-technology]

Hello, fellow Trigun fan who's way older than me! So you're a Trigun fan since the early 2000s, what was it like back then?

From what I can remember of it, just as weird as it is now. I can remember it being slightly less sexualized? There was plenty of horny-obsession with the characters then, but it seemed like there was a little more room for general stuff. Vash x Meryl and Wolfwood x Milly were more popular ships then than they are now. Vash x Wolfwood was wildly popular (all the yaoi / slash ships were, Vash with Wolfwood, Vash with Knives, Knives with Legato), but there was more attention on the het ships, as well. The het ships were actually as popular as the slash ships. When all we had was the '98 anime, but invested fans knew of the manga, there were a few people who had access to the manga who could read Japanese who would do their own scans and translations of various...and dubious quality. We waited for bits and pieces with bated breath, but never knew how wonky the translations were or how much of a personal bias toward their own fan-theories / ships /whatnot any given translator was putting into their uploaded scans. This continued on even after Dark Horse translated and printed the manga officially in English, because those of us who were collecting the print-manga were still looking up scans to see the rest of the story that hadn't come out of Japan yet. It was a time before the social media giants we know today, so fandom was on message boards, BBS boards and forums dedicated either to general anime or to Trigun in particular. There were also fan-groups on places like Livejournal. I remember being a part of a Livejournal called "100 Bullets," which was for "drabbles" - fanfiction of exactly 100 words. People would throw out prompts and writers were challenged to create little 100 word fics from it. There is a such thing called a "double drabble," which was 200 words, but "100 Bullets" confined things to 100 (no more, no less) as a challenge. I see the young 'uns (in all fandoms) throwing out the word "drabble" to just mean short fic and then writing something that's 700 words or so and I am just inwardly screaming "No! This is NOT how that works! This not how that works at all!" On a board I went to, Trinut, we had a little writing contest to make up our own ending for the manga before the ending came out. I wrote a story that I still kind of like (over on fanfiction.net) where Vash and Knives killed each other and the area of their last battle was haunted by their ghosts / energy. I might bring that one over to Ao3 someday... That kind of thing was pretty much how we expected it all to end. Some people were actually ANGRY that the manga got a happy-ish ending. There was one jagoff and his friends who created a BBS that got popular because he had "inside information from a friend in Japan" that Trigun was getting a revamped series like Hellsing Ultimate that was going to fit more with the manga (this was back in 2009 or so). People followed him for information. His handle was MillionsLivio if I am recalling correctly. He was rude and stuck up and not many people on Trinut or other boards liked him at all, but loads of people flocked to his board (I forget the original name of it, but it eventually shifted to all-anime and rebranded as Blue Panda). I joined it briefly because a friend wanted to do a roleplay and preferred me as a Vash-roleplayer over their resident one. I quickly quit after I realized that MillionsLivio's ACTUAL NAZI RHETORIC and racism WEREN'T him doing a fake "early 2000s Internets' edgy" persona, but were his actual viewpoints - shared by his core circle of friends. Like I said, I couldn't stand the guy, but a lot of people thought that people like that were faking it just to get a rise out of people, you know, reddit-troll types. In hindsight, here in 2023, we know by know that all of those edgelords were...the real thing. Yes, I met an early alt-righter in Trigun fandom of all places. (At least he actually hated Vash. He was a Knives and Livio fan, but you know, I don't understand how anyone could like Trigun at all and be... like that). The world is weird.

[tri-pofdeath]

I'm LATE at this point but goddammit i want to talk about the Vash/Leonof fight and the Wolfwood/Ninelives fight, how their visuals contrast each other, and what these artistic choices say about the characters.

So, first and first most, as a general rule the panels in Vash's fight are very light, in wide open but barren spaces that span across several areas in the ship. There is a lot of physical distance between him and the Puppetmaster, and the fight feels very tense and contemplative. For Wolfwood's fight with Ninelives, it's just about the opposite- it's very dark, close quarters, and brutal. It takes place in a small enclosed space that Wolfwood makes even more tight by trying to close a door on Ninelives. To get a quick idea of what I mean, look at these pages side-by-side.

Wolfwood's pages at a glance just. have literally more ink on the pages, and all of the panels are almost entirely filled with the characters within, and with the exception of Ninelive's splash page there, you don't get a chance to sort of , step back and take a good look at them persay. It's all hectic, with sound effects and intense speech bubbles filling a lot of the sparse negative space.

The pages with Vash's fight, on the other hand, are mostly white and a very light gray-tone, with more focus on the environments than on the characters. He spends a lot of the fight assessing threats, looking for the puppets, exploring- it's very suspenseful.

First off, the location and the framing of the panels works very well for what's actually going on with these fights- Vash's fight with Leonof involves everyone on the ship (at least as far as he knows), so the "camera" being far away (like the reader is observing from afar, hiding perhaps) works well, but so does the focus on the notably empty environments. This place is a paradise compared to the rest of No Man's Land we've seen - there's grass! Nice houses! Working ship rooms! This place should also be teeming with people happy to see Vash, too! It's deeply wrong that this place is so empty.

The barrenness of these places is also reflective of how much Vash has lost very quickly- he gave up his life with Lena (and as far as he knows they're either in danger or Gone, they were used against him) , he hasn't seen Meryl and Milly in years and I imagine is unsure if he Will again, and has to

Meanwhile with Wolfwood- this is a fight between two people on the same side. Their peers, and they're mad as hell at each other (well, Wolfwood is more mad as hell in general, but y'know.) If Ninelives gets out of here and it gets back that Wolfwood has properly totally betrayed Knives, as far as Wolfwood knows, that could be very bad for him.

Not only that, much of Wolfwood's current inner turmoil has to do directly with violence and his humanity, and he is having a hell of a time coming to terms with that. Vash's words have had a real effect on him, and even if he's not necessarily taking them to heart, they're certainly getting under his skin

(This happens before the fight, but still, the mindset of "completely pre-occupied and haunted by a moral crisis" is how he goes into this ) Wolfwood is definitely one to go all in on fights, but even this one is especially brutal and violent- he's definitely taking things out on Ninelives. His fear of Vash/Knives, fear of what happens next in the grand scheme of things (ik that's vague but YKNOW) , the whole aforementioned Moral Crisis- It's definitely notable that Vash is Not present and there are no witnesses to this fight except for Ninelives, his equally damnable peer who went down the same awful path (working for Knives/Legato) that he did.

also. not related to the bigger point I was making here but I have to say, I really really love inkwork and Nightow does a lot of cool stuff with like, high-contrast lighting or really stylish use of spot-blacks in Vol 3 and 4 and I am putting them directly in my mouth. Look at that WW up there!! Look at this one!!

The way a lot of him is just left Implied bc the light is that bright but you can still tell exactly what's happening, even with such an extreme angle as this is just, chefs kiss, beautiful

AGAIN while i'm here I want to talk about this page too, right before their fight starts, this is GREAT. The movement in this page is great- the explosion smoke leading into WW's cigarette smoke, which leads into him throwing aside the cigarette and getting ready to Fight. And how the side of his jacket blends in to the background of this big panel? SO COOL, very stylish and fun, I can only imagine Nightow felt like a god when he planned out this page

[officialeggsuprise]

Ok so a bit into my brain for the doctor who au:

Obviously all the different iterations of vash we have seen so far are his different regenerations, 98 is one of the youngest regens and therefore seems way goofier. I think the different stages of max can be different regens, like the spilt black and blonde to all black hair are 2 different regens. And stamp is the most recent and he’s depressed. And he’s The Stampede, vash has a gallifreyan name built into his name so like pop off.

Wolfwood I want to be the Jack character, having known and traveled with vash, getting killed, being brought back and then getting stuck like that. I like the idea of him being from the future and being a time agent too since jacks backstory does involve having a brother so I think he slots into that role p nicely.

So Meryl I had a very fun idea for, stamp Meryl is vashs newest companion and he thinks she looks familiar but doesn’t look that much into it because he’s hurting rn and just wants to not be alone. Meryl grew up on stories from her grandmother of space fairing adventures fighting aliens and saving people, her grandmother who was an insurance agent later became a journalist and inspired her to do so. Yeah her grandma is 98/ max Meryl, but I’m gonna change her name to Myrtle for the sake of not having 2 Meryl’s but Meryl is like the spitting image of her grandma as that happens sometimes, but she is shorter and styles herself differently. She’s in college to be a journalist before getting swept up in the stampede.

So 98/ max Meryl aka Myrtle did the whole bad wolf thing and is the reason woowoo is now immortal, it was an oopsie ok. But Myrtle, woowoo, and Vash were just besties, no romantic feelings here (because I want the stamp trio to be the ones for that and imagine dating a guy your grandma also dated that’s fucking awkward) ((plus I read 98/max more platonic between vash and Meryl vs. stampede where they feel more romantically inclined))

Nai I was going back and forth on keeping him as The Master or making him The Lord since he’s constantly referred to as lord knives and shit. But yeah he’s taking the place of the master here WITH NO SUBTEXT WE ARE NOT DOING INCEST HERE. They simply both looked into the time vortex and got fucked up in different ways with vash running and never stopping and nai going off the deep end, though now the ending of the time war is going to be a little different.

Rem is here but she is taking form as the tardis, I love the episode where the doctor gets to meet the tardis, OBVIOUSLY NOTHING HERE IS ROMANTIC EITHER THE TARDIS IS MOM-ING HIM HERE, it’s so bitter sweet and makes me sob. That means he’s not going to call her sexy I hope we are all ok with that shdhdbfjdbdhbr.

Roberto is gonna be a companion and also happens to be Milly’s uncle and the journalist Meryl is shadowing. He gets tied up into all of this when meryl comes back from an adventure and accidentally brings some of it with her to him and he’s kind forced to come along. Will he die? Good question.

Milly is Meryl’s college roommate and I’ll have her join the crew later on, kind of like in stampede how we haven’t seen her yet but she’ll be on the tardis you better believe it.

Brad and luida are older companions that are now apart of unit and help vash when he needs it, think like Martha and Mickey types but again more parental toward the doctor, left on their own and still help when they can.

Let’s talk about the fucky stuff I wanna do with timelord twins:

Vash and Nai are special since they are twins, they are constant reflections of each other and always regenerate together, as if there were some cosmic force making sure they were never out of sync, they’re always fatally wounded at the same time. They can also feel one another, like a tether that constantly connects them, they don’t just automatically know where the other is but they can always feel the other’s presence as if they were standing side by side at all times.

Now the time war:

In my mind Vash would be fully black hair trimax for this regen (outfit would be different but I would need a post to go over all the fits) and Nai would be almost fully black hair but with that little tuft of blonde. Nai convinces Vash that he just wants the war to end, that he didn’t want to be a soldier fighting in this endless war, and he needs vash to tell his where the vault is and help him get in there because there is something in there that can save them all, Vash at his wits end believes Nai and gets him in and they take the moment, Nai convinces Vash to wait in his tardis for him but the conscious of the machine appears to Vash and not Nai in an attempt to stop Nai, Vash and Nai fight, Nai cuts off his arm and gets to the machine before Vash and the moment is used, Vash (who’s punishment if he uses the machine is to live) ends up in the tardis on the verge of regeneration watching as both Gallifrey and Skaro are destroyed. And as he begins to regenerate he can’t feel Nai anymore. He regens into stamp Vash, though his arm is still missing, like a reminder, every scar he earned in the war as well still marking his body and for the first time in his life he is truly alone. And when he looks in the mirror he sees that his eye color is now that of his brothers, gone is his typical seafoam green, now they are frighteningly blue.

Anyway I will be writing a fic sooooooooooo if y’all wanna know more like outfits and timeline stuff I’d be down to share.

[m0ssycobblestone]

JuLai Parties

So I've had this trigun worldbuilding headcanon bouncing around in my head for a while since I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff, and I thought it'd be fun to finally throw it to the void! Just gonna preface this a bit by saying I mainly imagine this in the tristamp universe because we get to see the JuLai event happen and it's the only one I've fully watched through (I'M WORKING ON THE OTHERS), BUT it could probably work with trimax/ '98 with a little tweaking. ANYWAYS

The concept at its core is basically, "What if, in the years following JuLai's destruction, people started throwing parties?" Then JuLai Parties were born.

Sometime after the Third City was destroyed, teens and young adults from the nearby towns began gathering at the bottom of the crater and throwing these parties in secret. They had to be secret because, let's be honest, a big party inside a crater where hundreds of people died is probably at least a little illegal, DEFINETELY frowned upon, and even if not illegal, law enforcement would try to stop them anyways if they knew about it. Plus, it's just slightly more fun when no one else knows about it. To keep it all on the down low, those who know about the parties have systems in place. News spreads exclusively through word of mouth, party goers are encouraged to only invite people they know, and, with few exceptions, never tell the older folk.

Part of the wonderful wonderful secret keeping skills of these god-knows-how-many 16-20 something year-olds (give or take) is night time shenanigans and 'leave no trace.' Parties are only held at night, and can take place any time from when the sun goes down to when it comes back up, though typically they end before the sun rises so everyone gets a chance to get home. Party goers are expected to bring their own supplies, including drinks, materials and a way to exit/enter the crater. Additionally, as kind of an unspoken rule/safety measure, any forms of entertainment (instruments, etc.) should be easy to carry around and any structures as easy to assemble as they are to tear down. It's silently understood that what enters the pit leaves with the sun.

Aside from generally being a fun thing exclusive to the youth of surrounding towns, it also acts as a way for some to process being so close to such a catastrophic event, mourn the loss of so many whether they were family, friends, or strangers, and pay their respects to the dead in their own way. Some party goers like to joke that, "If they didn't want a party here, they shouldn't have died in such a cool place," and it's a common thought that, in a city as big as it was, at least one person would have wanted their life to be celebrated this way. It is also common for those in attendance to believe in celebrating the memory and lives of those who have passed rather than sitting in sorrow. The parties also offer a good excuse to go out and meet new people their age from other towns.

I imagine most of the towns sit at around 30 minutes to an hour away by car from JuLai's crater, so it's not uncommon to see jeeps packed with groups or small caravans of Thoma carrying people to parties. To get in, most bring along ropes or ladders they tie to the memorials or fences around the crater's edge, using them to go in and later crawl out of the hole. Occasionally, the crater is used as a venue for small bands from the various towns looking to perform, with the parties acting as the perfect place to do so.

Every year after the incident, party goers have made it tradition to hold a special event on the night the city was destroyed. They throw a huge party with lights, music, and typically, a short speech from the person who first started the JuLai Parties to get everyone hyped up, lasting all the way from sunset to sunrise.

Also, not really lore but just a dumb idea that's kind of like, an addition to it, but in my head there's this cool little scene where after reuniting, Vash, Wolfwood, Meryl, and now Milly are going through one of these surrounding towns, hear about the JuLai Party happening that night, and end up checking it out only realizing when it's too late that oh fuck it's July 21st, which ends up kinda being a "Well shit, this probably doesn't bring back the best memories or lack there of, but hey! It's your birthday let's have some fun!" Which, after being there and witnessing the celebration of life, turns into more of a "Hey, look at them go, here they are persisting in the wake of a tragedy. They're all here remembering lives lost, and still finding ways to celebrate what was despite it all. That's kinda cool man." And slowly but surely, they all have some fun that night. Maybe, possibly, their view of JuLai grows the tiniest bit less negative too.

Anyways I made a playlist.

(Just for funzies, playlist cover and og picture under the cut, plus little notes on the playlist yippee!!!)

Playlist cover

Original

"People might not like what we do here, but someone would have loved it!" <---- I feel like someone would have said that at some point about the JuLai Parties.

Playlist Notes:

Summer Nights - SIAMES, Barbie Williams: THIS IS THE SONG THAT STARTED IT ALL. Literally I was listening to this song one day and imagined it playing as someone and their friends were going to and while at a party, AND THEN IT SPIRALED INTO WORLDBUILDING I COULDN'T STOP IT.

Nina Cried Power - Hozier, Mavis Staples: This song specifically is what someone's band plays directly after the speech during one of the JuLai Anniversary Events.

[multiverse-imagines]

Reverse Isekai au! It's been two months since Wolfwood joined you and Vash! Shenanigans always ensue! Today's episode

Wet Wolf

July 2nd, year 3

You were hard at work on your computer. It had been an easy day by most definitions, and you were almost ready to end your day early due to your productivity.

Just before you sent out one last email, your phone lit up, showing Wolfwood's contact id, a picture you'd taken of him with his bike, Angelina the Third. He had left shortly after lunch, wanting to enjoy the nice weather after the heavy rain from yesterday.

"What up, Preacher?" You answered cheerfully.

"Hey… so, I need you to come get me…" 

"W-why?"

"Um… I drove Angelina through a puddle and she quit working…"

"You hydroplaned your motorcycle?" You asked, not mad, just astounded. You knew that Commander Red had taken Wolfwood through a Driver's Ed program when you visited the ADE last. He knew the hazards of driving through water and other weather conditions. 

"Y-yeah. I'm also soaked. Can you bring me some clothes too?"

"Jesus Christ, Wolfy. Yeah, I can do that. Send me your location, and I'll come get you." Your voice settled into its kind and comforting tone.

"Cool, will do. Thanks, Honey." He said, giving away the humiliation in his voice. He hung up the phone, and you made your way down to his room to retrieve a set of clothes for him. 

"Vash! I gotta go get Wolfy! I'll be back soon!" You said, jumping into your truck, and you once again looked at your phone to see he wasn't too far out. He was in town, in one of the residential neighborhoods. A good place to take a leisurely drive. 

You made your way there, jamming to music with the windows down, and soon found him sitting on the curb with his bike nearby. 

"Hey there, Hot Stuff, how much for the confessional?" You remarked with an odd mixture of snark and comforting tones.

"Ugh, maybe a burger and some fries." He said, standing from the curb.

"Ahah, a cheap date. What a lucky find!" You continued the bit as you got out of the truck, and opened the back tailgate. Wolfwood sighed as he lifted the bike with ease, and placed it into the truck bed.

You had almost forgotten how easily he lifted heavy things. The fact that The Punisher was nearly 300 pounds often slipped your mind. He closed the tailgate and trudged into the front seat of the truck, having a seat on the towels you'd placed, with a huff.

You got in with a soft smile, and drove to the gas station down the street, so Wolfwood could change his clothes. He sighed with relief as he climbed back into the truck. He carried his wet clothes in a bag, as well as a new pack of smokes, a new lighter, and a bottle of coke.

He took a drink, and seemed to calm down a tad. He held the pack of cigarettes in his hand, wishing he could have a smoke as they drove home. 

"You may have… one cigarette on the way home." You could practically feel his desire for a smoke, "Window open please." You said sternly, but mostly with kindness. You didn't want the smoke from the cigarettes to damage your truck, but… you supposed you could make an exception just this once.

Nicholas gave you a wide smile as he rolled the window down, and quickly grabbed a cigarette from the pack, lighting it up. He took a deep inhale, his body visibly relaxing as the nicotine entered his body. He rested against the seat, his hair still lightly dripping. He whispered a thank you, calling you by name, "I… didn't interrupt your work, did I?"

"Nah, I was done already. Are you okay? That must have been a surprise for you. You probably never drove through a puddle before. I shouldn't be so surprised that you didn't know."

"N-nah, I remember being told to be careful about puddles I couldn't see the bottom of. I didn't think that was that deep." He gave a guilty frown as he took another puff, "God, I hope the damage isn't too bad." He shook his head.

"She should be fine, Nicholas. A little water won't kill the trusty Angelina the third. We'll look at her once you've dried off and gotten food." You remarked, pulling into the drive thru of a fast food place. They ordered some food, and Nicholas ate his on the way home. He had been on his way to get food, and was practically starving. 

Once the two of you got home, Wolfwood went to go shower, at your request. Vash came from the loft, where he had just finished his own shower.

"Hey, is Wolfwood okay?"

"I think his hubris is a little damaged, but it looks like we won't be looking for an Angelina 4. The bike will be fine."

"That's good." Vash nodded, letting out a breath.

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begging you to post more trigun agere content /nf /pos

i really like the stuff you post :33

!!!!! Heck yes !!! And aaaa ;o; I'm glad you like my silly babbles😭💖💖💖

• Tiny Vash reallllly doesn't like sleeping alone. Like, to the point where he'll outright refuse sleeping if he can't be next to someone! So, sometimes you'll find Meryl typing out a report and a sleeping Vash under her desk (how is he even comfortable all balled up? No one knows but, lil guy is happy.) or a Wolfwood cleaning his weapons with Vash's head on his lap (Wolfwood only occasionally accidentally drops mags on the sleeping plant xD)

• Vash's jacket is his comfort item in a sense because he doesn't really keep stuffies because anytime he has, they get shot up or ripped apart during a fight (he keeps them in his jacket and well, that's the first thing to get hit) so when he's tiny, the jacket stays on, even when it's bedtime xD

• Big sib Milly has 10000% had a tea party with tiny Vash- with silly hats and fake posh accents!

• Wolfwood is surprisingly (unsurprisingly) good with tiny Vash! Although Wolfwood needs to keep his head on a swivel because tiny Vash can be in one place one second, then the next he's gone! So 90% of Wolfwood's babysitting is contemplating buying one of those toddlers' leashes (the other 10% is amazed at how cute spikey can be)