#i really really hold millie dear to my heart

[moomoorare]

The "kissy kissy" from the most loving mommas to mommas' fav blue kitten

[ruporas]

pet names

[ID: Black and white comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash overhears a conversation from a nearby table at the restaurant they're seated at, the unnamed character saying, "Honey, can you pass me that?" Their partner says, "Sure thing, angel." The unnamed character begins again, "Say, did you hear the news from earlier?" In response, "Haven't got the chance. Tell me about it?" Vash smiles fondly, listening in as the conversation continues, "You'd never guess, babe! The runner--" Abruptly, the conversation is cut in by a "Needle nogging", Vash's expression changing instantly and no longer smiling. The panel cuts to Wolfwood who smiles lop-sidedly, pointing at Vash's plate and says, "If you're not going to eat that. I'll take it." Vash grabs the plate and holds it away and says, "Mine" while Wolfwood clicks his tongue. He pauses for a moment before asking slowly, "Hey, is there any reason you don't use cute names with me?" Wolfwood lifts a cup of water up to his lips, looking confused. He says, "I do though." Vash cuts in, "Spikey and needle nogging aren't cute!"

Vash continues with a shy expression, "Since we're together now..." he trails off and Wolfwood picks up, taking a sip of water as he says thoughtfully, "Together, huh..." Vash pauses in his sentence with a look of confusion before reaffirming, "We are together, right?" Wolfwood nods, "Right." Vash says, "Right", before continuing, his shy expression returning, "Then you can use stuff like... honey or-" Wolfwood cuts in this time and says casually, "You're not a honey though." A panel cuts of Vash's expression changing again, shocked. He asks, "Huh? Then who is?" Wolfwood says immediately, "Milly." Vash exclaims, "Milly?!" Wolfwood continues, "She's sweet, just like honey." A bubble pops up of Milly smiling as Wolfwood speaks. Vash continues, "Okay, true... What about sweetpea?" Wolfwood responds, "Kids. Kids are sweetpea. And pumpkin too." Vash continues, "Okay... What about baby?" Wolfwood says without hesitation, "Meryl." Vash exclaims again, "Meryl?!" Wolfwood explains," Noisy, like a baby." Vash mutters, "Hey, that's a bit mean..."

Vash continues persistently, "Then what about babe?" Wolfwood shrugs with a grin, "You are not a babe." Vash looks at him, slightly frustrated before exclaiming with flushed cheeks, "Then what am I?!" Wolfwood points at his hair and smiles softly, "I told you. You're the one and only needle nogging." A panel closes in on Vash's widen eyes, cheeks still red, pausing before he ultimately resigns, planting his face into the palms of his hands and muttering, "I give up..." At the same time, Wolfwood sneaks and grabs the plate of food that Vash left unattended, saying in response, "You get up cuaght up about the dumbest things, y'know that?"

The comic then picks up again to a jump in time, after they've left the restaurant. Wolfwood muses to Vash, "You said all that about the names earlier, but I don't hear ya using them for me." Vash looks to him excitably and asks, "Did you want me to?" Wolfwood looks at him with an uncertain expression, "Not really, but I guess I am curious..." Vash beams, "Then let's try some, okay... dear?" He fingerguns Wolfwood with a grin, little hearts surrounding him. Wolfwood just looks at him neutrally and says, "Okay," while thinking to himself, "Cute..." Vash exclaims, "So unenthusiastic!"

The next comic picks up at a different time, but on the same theme of pet names. Vash hugs Wolfwood and says to him, "Thank you, my love." A panel close up of Vash steadily opening his eyes before he sees Wolfwood's reaction up close, his eyes glancing away, cheeks flushed, and the smoke out of his cig forming soft hearts as he mutters, "Sure..." In a smaller, cartoonish style, Vash has a comedically exaggerated expression of shock and widened eyes as he grips Wolfwood by the shoulders while Wolfwood still wears a shy expression. He then nudges his head to the side of Wolfwood's with a close eyed happy smile, hugging him close and says, "So, there WAS one you liked!" Wolfwood, still looking away, but now with an irritated and embarrassed expression, grumbles, "Shut up..."

The final image is a short sequence. Wolfwood is working on something, spacing out as he does, while Vash from off screen calls for him, starting with "Babeeee? Babe? Beautiful? Honey? My love?" All of which gets no reaction from Wolfwood. Vash pauses for a moment before piping up again, "wolfwood?" Wolfwood turns around, finally noticing that Vash was calling for him and asks, "What?" A box at the bottom of the page says, "Unresponsive to anything other than his names." END ID]

[justanotherhh]

some trailer things:

big fight around lust/ozzie's place that involves m&m and loona + we know fizzarolli is going to make another appearance, so i wonder how that'll connect potentially. also, new villain?

obvs the whole section of CHERUB working with DHORKS and this massive thing/portal:

john waters big villain episode???? (ghostfuckers from the looks of things)

also more crossdressing in that same episode + millie vs possessed blitz? both millie and blitz giving some evil dead type vibes?

more on stolas' whole social sphere and potential judgement and hell's class politics related to his dating blitz + p much confirmed that blitz will not take stolas' gift in the spirit it was intended

also, "you fucks think you can do this every time-" feels not just like it's about the wider class issues in hell, but maybe like it's personal (potentially with verosika? although it does seem like it's canon that he had more than a little bit of a hand in ending that relationship, so could just be him echoing everything he's been seeing in the treatment of imps and putting that onto stolas in this moment)

and then "thank you blitz, for making me so happy, even for a little while" is during this moment too. lot of teasers for how this is gonna go down (badly, upsettingly, emotionally)

the whole "do you feel any remorse for what you do" feels like a misdirect -- that is, it's edited to look like it's about blitz, but i feel like it's directed at stella or her brother

generally a lot of fun stolas visuals that i won't get into here, but am excited to see more contexts for

also this isn't new, but im always interested in blitz's heart/broken-heart forehead marking

blitz and tilla moment! generally more flashbacks (in the shape of blitz seeming to be almost at the movies, watching his own "failures") around the time of the fire! i didn't see any barbie stuff, alas, but the rest of it looks !!! also lowkey confirmed it was cash who stopped blitz from seeing fizz in hospital

who's this?

another sin? maybe related to ozzie and/or stolas and that judgement of the kinds of people they love?

blitz protecting stolas - maybe from the above, considering the hand motif of it all... stolas really living the life of blitz as a romantic hero, while blitz is barely holding it together as a person the whole time. different genres, my guys. different genres (that's their real communication issue)

this fuck-you-blitz cake looks like a verosika thing to do, esp considering it's her calling him shitty in the VO -- but yay, maybe giving that verosika catharsis, but also generally just verosika!

also the VO part where he says he doesn't want to be this way, he's wearing the same shroud as during his confrontation with verosika. idk, im just. contexts for things. i am curious

is the below also the same episode? I'd think so. it's set during halloween (?) and blitz is then maybe in the blood-covered shroud (costume? undercover? going undercover as a ghost? post-breakup stalking undercover ghost costume?)

MAMMON! and he looks pleased. oh dear.

this blitz + fizz moment

it kinda looks like blitz is wearing the same tee as when he and stolas have their moment + a horse bag + fizz casual wear. fizz generally in this trailer seems to be having the best time (outside the flashbacks). everything makes me suspicious all the time

(also generally hello all the different outfits coming up!!)

fascinated by this:

is that millie?

things we didn't see:

no barbie, no striker, no crimson, no asmodeus (directly, although his imagery is everywhere + fizz and mammon appear), no paimon -- this not to say none of them will show up, but am enjoying that a lot of this is clearly pulling from s1, with the focus on verosika, DHORKS, and CHERUB -- potentially a lot of the s2 villains need some time to lick their wounds a bit (and paimon was never a Villain, just a terrible parent... if he ever returns though...)

and barbie... i do want to see barbie again soonish ngl, she needs some proper introducing, but this is already giving so much callback and continuation of immediate plot-threads, very excited

[p0ssywhippedcream]

sooooooo

yah evidently i did not come back in december. it’s been almost a whole 9 months since i’ve posted here and i promise you all that it wasn’t intentional. my life has been really insane, as per usual, but whats worse is until a couple days ago, i hadn’t even really written since October. it was less of writers block and more of writers great wall of china the way i literally just could not.

i missed you guys so so much, you have no idea and this time i think i really am back. to prove it, i have a little smth smth for those apollo girlies who have been in a drought since my absence. i didn’t wanna post this until i knew i could atleast give you guys one thing to read so it took a while but it’s here!

and for all of you who sent me lovely messages throughout my absence, i appreciate you so much and i will get to you shortly! for those who are still here even though i was gone, thank you for holding out hope. i would love to take your requests again and start writing a ton! right now, i’d appreciate pjo/atla/criminal minds/the 100 asks but any and all i’ll review and try to get to!

you amazing humans will always hold a dear place in my heart for being the first to truly make me feel welcome in my own mind and any who have followed me during my inactivity, hi!! i go by millie (i’m finally happy with my birth name eek!), my pronouns are she/her and i adore you already.🩷

[hypermoyashi]

Fic Rec: cooking is love made visible

Author: @markcampbells

Fandom: Trigun

Relationship(s): Meryl & Milly

Tags/Warnings: Asexual Meryl Stryfe, Neurodivergent Meryl Stryfe, Competent Milly Thompson, Milly Thompson is a Good Friend, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Food, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Gen or Pre-Slash, Pre-Canon, Female Friendship, Developing Friendships, Hugs, Homesickness, Brief Depiction of Acephobia, queer platonic relationship, Milly Thompson: Queen of Work-Life Balance

Summary: "Milly." She wishes she didn't sound quite so startled. "You made this yourself? I don't want you going to nearly this much trouble for anyone, let alone me—" "Then you should have been eating dinner; I wouldn't have had to worry so much." Milly straightens her skirt and sits, gingerly. When Milly catches on to Meryl's pattern of skipping dinner due to overwork, she begins requiring that Meryl eat dinner with her each evening. (Ace Trigun Week 2024, Days Five and Six: Food as a Love Language and Queer Platonic Relationships)

Ace fics always hold a near and dear place in my heart, fics centered around Meryl and Milly also hold a special place in my heart, and fics around queerplatonic relationship are also very near and dear. This fic is the perfect intersection of all three of those, and the way Milly encourages Meryl to take care of herself and eat properly in the fic hit a really nice note with me, personally. Please check out this fic and give it more love!!

[read it on ao3]

[alexiethymia]

checkmate

summary: Milly knew that being good at chess would come in handy one day. And she liked Mr. Vash, she really did, but she’d always be on Meryl’s side, no matter what.

Or, Milly intervenes in the cuddle battle. 

(post-canon, mix of manga and ‘98 anime)

[read on ao3]

part 1

When Milly came into work to find Meryl in Mr. Vash’s arms, she was more than pleasantly surprised. She was absolutely delighted!

Meryl was sat upon Mr. Vash’s lap, no wait, in between his legs as his long arms crisscrossed over her body to hold her tight against him.

She was loath to disturb them but she really couldn’t help her squeal of delight. The sound she made as she clapped her hands rang like a gunshot. Both of them whipped their heads toward her, Meryl’s face red with embarrassment and Mr. Vash with a sheepish expression on his.

“Oh, I’m so happy for the both of you! It was about time!”

Milly was grinning ear-to-ear. How could she not when she’d been the hapless observer to this strange dance her friends had been in for years and years. They had always been tip-toeing around each other, one person stepping back each time the other gathered the courage to step forward. Nothing much could get Milly down, but watching her dear friend cry, and Mr. Vash’s pained expression when Meryl recoiled from him broke her heart. She had always thought the both of them made something so simple so complicated.

“What are you talking about Milly?” Oh my, that didn’t sound like a twitterpated young lass. Instead it seemed as if Meryl was gritting each word through her teeth, while Mr. Vash chuckled, “Ehehehe”. If he hadn’t been holding onto Meryl, Milly suspects one of his hands would have been rubbing the back of his head in a rueful gesture.

Meryl turned her sharp gaze above. “Don’t you ‘ehehe’ me. When will you let go already?”

Mr. Vash turned his impish gaze down to the young woman cradled snugly in his arms. “Tut-tut,” he moved one arm to wag a finger in front of Meryl’s face. Milly was of two minds whether or not to warn him that it was at risk of getting bitten off. Despite having only one arm to hold her, it seemed to make no difference as Meryl still couldn’t get out of his secure hold. “I promised I’d let you go as soon as you calm down and you promise not to hit me.”

“WHY YOU-“

“Ah-ah, more time-out it is then,” and if possible Mr. Vash squeezed her even tighter, almost as if he wanted to meld the both of their forms together. Meryl couldn’t see it from her vantage point, and perhaps couldn’t even feel it with how agitated she was, but Milly could see Mr. Vash sneak in a nuzzle or two as he rubbed his face over Meryl’s hair once or twice.  

“I get it already, Vash,” she says in a defeated tone. Milly doesn’t know if the red on her face was due to embarrassment or anger at this point, and which of the two was the reason she wanted to escape his hold.  By this point, Mr. Vash had encircled both of Meryl’s slight wrists with his large hands, and Milly could practically see the steam lifting off of her boss’ face. “I’m calm, I’m calm, so let go already,” or at the very least she was willing herself to be.

Mr. Vash looked her over and perhaps satisfied with the lack of tension he felt, immediately let her go. As soon as he did, however, it was hellfire and brimstone all over again as Meryl shook her fists at him. But Mr. Vash, as silly as they knew him to be, wasn’t known as a legendary gunman for no reason. With reflexes so fast that Milly could hardly see him move, he had captured Meryl in the same hold, perhaps even tighter if it was even possible.

“I’m disappointed, Insurance Girl,” but he looked anything but. If anything, Milly thought he looked quite gleeful. “Does your word mean nothing anymore?”

Meryl growled at him, “It’s all your fault! How could you lose our thomas! How are we supposed to get to the next town now? Just let me hit you once and I’ll be satisfied.”

“Nope,” Mr. Vash drawled out the word, his mouth in an o-shape, which just incensed Meryl even further, “You’re the one who said I should protect myself better. This is just self-defense, self-defense,” he says self-importantly.

The abject rage Meryl must be feeling at having her words used against her rendered her speechless. In the break of their conversation, Milly decided to interrupt. They had probably forgotten she was even there. She was more than just a bit confused at this point.

“Um?” She wasn’t exactly sure how to phrase her question. Mr. Vash was of no help as he just grinned cheekily at her, while Meryl stewed.

She got her answer only a bit later once Meryl was finally released.

In many ways, Mr. Vash was still the same as ever. He’d run as they chased after him, although he would deign to travel with them sometimes. Although they now knew him for years, it almost felt like the war was some fever dream. It felt like nothing had changed between her two travel companions. Mr. Vash would still flirt or get into trouble, and Meryl would be there hot on his heels to pinch his ear tightly between her fingers as she dragged him away. The same old dance that Milly was getting tired off. It almost felt like a dream, but she had been there. She was a witness to everything, and to see two steps backward for every step forward, now Milly, patient as she was, had to admit to being a tad bit frustrated.

But something had apparently changed, if that hugging episode earlier was anything to go by.

Mr. Vash seemed to have a strange relationship with affection. Although he was often zealous with his advances, he seemed to always expect that he would be rebuffed. She’d often wondered why she and Meryl hadn’t been targets of such abysmal flirtations.

“It’s because he has a type,” Meryl had succinctly put it once.

But Milly didn’t think that was the case. No one could say that Meryl wasn’t beautiful. In fact, if anyone had, Milly would have certain words with them. In her case, it was probably because they had an affable relationship. Mr. Vash certainly reminded her of a few of her brothers with his appetite, and it warmed her to think that he might consider her akin to a little sister.

“It’s because we’re his friends,” she said decisively. Or as decisively as she could in her case. With Meryl, there always seemed to be a question mark at the end. Not that Meryl and Mr. Vash weren’t friends, but the way his tremulous gaze tracked her as she cried or smiled shakily up at him, made Milly certain that he found her beautiful. What confused Milly was why he never said so out loud.

He never asked, at least with words. When he moved forward on his own to envelope Meryl in a comforting embrace, Milly thought that at last there were moving in the right direction.

Although he had become more openly touchy with Meryl, this was still a strange development.

Apparently, Mr. Vash had taken Meryl’s words to heart. Each time Meryl was ready to bonk him on the head with anger, Mr. Vash decided he would put her in a submission hold until she calmed down, so he could protect his ‘poor, sensitive body’.

Meryl seemed to have had the rug pulled out under her with this new development in their routine. The familiar clutch to fall back under was gone. Instead, she had to contend with heat and an ever-increasing heart-beat which was a nightmare to put up with in the scorching atmosphere of No Man’s Land.

And Milly knew, that when Meryl got embarrassed, she got mad, so it was a never-ending cycle, and sometimes it took hours before Mr. Vash was satisfied that she had calmed down enough to let her go.

Once, she had spied Meryl perched sideways across Mr. Vash’s lap as he clutched at her shoulder and his other arm enveloped her wholly and entirely. It may as well have been an iron band, with how futile Meryl’s escape attempts seemed to be. Her head was tucked carefully under his chin as he rubbed it over her hair in a rhythmic motion, as if determined to leave his scent all over her. Huh, she never knew Mr. Vash was a cat. Perhaps he’d meant to relax her, but the motion had a relaxing effect on him instead if his blissed-out, dozing face was anything to go by.

Another time, Mr. Vash had bundled Meryl into his coat, tiny limbs and all, as he deposited her onto his lap. ‘To stop her from scratching me,’ he’d explained with a mischievous grin as Meryl glared daggers at him. Huh, perhaps it was Meryl who was the cat.

But as with anything, her boss was quick to adapt. It was just a few of the reasons why Milly admired her so much.

Usually, Meryl got angry when Mr. Vash did one of three things, got into some sort of trouble, bothered the female population, or got hurt. Oh, and when he disappeared without a word, but Milly knew that the last one just made her sad, and she grew mad to cover up the hurt.

Meryl huffed out a breath causing her bangs to lift, “He’s right,” she admitted reluctantly. “I have no right to get mad at him.”

Although Milly appreciated that Meryl was trying to reign in her temper, she wanted to disagree with that statement.

And so Meryl tried not to react each and every time Mr. Vash caused chaos, tried the deep breathing exercises that Milly recommended to her.

Unfortunately, Mr. Vash noticed. In many ways, Mr. Vash reminded Milly of her youngest big brother. His impulse control was already shaky on a good day, but now it was as if he was like a kid denied his favorite donut. His antics grew more outlandish. An explosion here. Another destroyed car there.

And while Meryl could more or less control herself whenever something bad happened that wasn’t entirely Mr. Vash’s fault, it was another story when he flirted. She couldn’t control her temper then, try as she might. And so, Mr. Vash flirted, terribly, blatantly, and where Meryl could see as much as possible. He seemed to have a precognitive ability whenever Meryl’s fingers would near his ear, or as Milly suspects, he could always tell before and duck out from under the assault, but he still let Meryl do it anyway.

Now, he didn’t let her succeed. Instead, he’d intercept her hand, twist her so she was fit against him, back to chest, as he encircled her. Even as Meryl beat her hands against his on her stomach, it didn’t dislodge the goofy grin on his face.

“Whyyyy, Milly,” she whined pitifully as she finished another shot of gin, “It’s so silly. He can flirt with whoever he wants! Who am I to get mad?”

Milly for once didn’t say anything as she sipped carefully at her drink. She would have to be the sober one this time around. As she watched her boss drown her tears on her crossed hands, she frowned.

“Meryl…is he taking advantage?” Milly hates that she had to ask in the first place. She knew Mr. Vash wasn’t like that at all, but it seemed that he never learned to ask properly.

She remembers Mr. Vash’s contented face, as Meryl ran her hand through his hair to get at another scrape caused by another of his death-defying daring exploits.

Meryl blinks back at her slowly, as she hiccupped. When awareness dawns, she flails, “No, of course not! He wouldn’t. There’s no reason for him to,” she murmurs quietly, but Milly can hear her clearly even in the rowdy bar.

Milly bites her lip, “Meryl, don’t you think…”

But her boss cuts her off before she can even finish. Meryl won’t insult her intelligence by pretending at ignorance. Before it might have worked.

‘As if I could ever like that donut-inhaling, womanizing, human disaster!’

But they’ve been friends for far too long for that. Instead, she dispels her notions with cold logic.

“I can’t be special to him, Milly. It’s just love for humanity, you know?”

Oh, that Mr. Vash. Milly already said she wouldn’t forgive him for making Meryl cry, and now here he was making her second-guess herself again. Meryl looks like she wants to convince herself. But Milly wonders at that strange emphasis.

She’s convinced herself that she can’t be special to him because she’d convinced herself that he loved everybody just the same. Whether it was someone who loved him, like Jessica, or the countless other women who he threw himself at and was rebuffed by.

Meryl and Mr. Vash were both incredibly smart, but often, they were just incredibly silly. Mr. Vash loved Milly, just the same as she loved him, and yet while he was also more open with her now, after putting his burdens behind him, allowing himself to be hugged by her or offering a friendly pat or ruffle of her hair, she remembers that it had not been to her that a promise to return was made or a kiss offered, shyly and hidden though it may have been.

Milly and Meryl had been friends for a long time, braving countless disasters, one humanoid typhoon included, together, so she can hear the words unsaid.

‘I can’t be another person he loses.’

And Milly’s heart breaks because her dear friend is foregoing her own happiness just to avoid the risk, the chance, of taking away from his own. And her heart breaks even further when Milly realizes who she is reminded by.

Denial 

Fear

As Milly takes in her friend’s despondent gaze, she wonders which one Meryl would rather live with. 

As much as she wants to protest and comfort, she knows Meryl can’t be reasoned with when she’s in this state.

Instead, she thinks of her friend’s current dilemma with the Humanoid Typhoon, and smiles sweetly.

“Hey Meryl, don’t get mad. Get even instead.”

[ourlittleforever]

♥️ Five Years of Armillie ♥️

Dear Arvad…

Five years has flown by, hasn't it? It's crazy to think about how when I first saw you, I was at the very end of high school. And now I'm in college, a year out from a degree, and you're still here, giving me strength.

You really did save my life. When I saw you the first time, and read your story, I had just left a horrifically abusive relationship. I had lost years of my life to grooming and abuse, and I was 18 and had no idea who I was.

But you taught me to keep fighting. I wasn't my past, I wasn't the horrible things that had happened to me. I could hold onto hope and fight for who I wanted to be. Because of you, I was able to teach myself to heal. I don't know where I would be without you. You saved me.

So thank you. For everything. No matter what hyperfixation flits across my brain, you're always there. Through seven changes of major and nearly flunking out of college, you kept me pushing forward and believing a better me was possible. From leaps of faith and long study sessions, you have helped guide me into who I am today. You hold a special place in my heart and I am so grateful for you. I couldn't begin to tell you how much I love you. You truly are my knight in shining armor.

Happy five years, Arvad. Here's to many more.

Yours forever,

Millie

♥️♥️♥️

artists - BonefydArtist, bace-jeleren, confettier, BlueOta, rexscanonwife, tarubunart

[weirdcat1213]

TRIGUN BOOKCLUB? MORE LIKE TRIGUN TRAUMA CLUB, AM I RIGHT :D

anyway

trimax volume 4 thoughts here we go oh boi oh boi :D

chap 1:

-hospital yuri you are so important to me you have no idea

-....countdown to what

-I LOVE THAT SCENE LMAO, boyfriend taking care of his boyfriend

-...why are the tomorrows appearing this early

-yey :D earth here we go

-whos giving vash that stupid tie i love him

-AH SHIT GET OUTTA HERE YO

-also aw :3 they are both creppy as hell :3 bros

-OH GODNESS THAT PANEL I FORGOT ABOUT THAT. ITS BASICALLY A CONVERSATION WITHOUT WORDS

-AW NO HES GOING BACK TO WORK MODE

-"i cried all day" ME MEMEMEMEMEME

chap 2:

-yeah bro kill them with the power of music >:D

-pure evil you say....interesting...

-anyway THE BASTARD IS HERE, GET HIM

-he has vash's smile what if jumped off the plane

-oh hes crazy i like it

-ok but...why does he have to be so cool....god damnit

-glad you have it clear

-legato you ARE SO DOWN BAD FOR KNIVES CMON MAN

-knives wins again the idgaf war lmaoooo

-thats what you get for bringing musical instruments to a knife fight

-MEANWHILE

-hey if you can keep secrets from vash i think its fair he keeps some stuff for himself too

-ah...yeah....i forgot about that.....why are you like this....

-i love the girls so much

chap 3:

-lmao they were just in the hospital

-YEAH MILLY TO THE RESCUEEEE

-BADASS MERYLLLL

-hey arent those the gloves she uses in stampede-

-OOOHHHH THEYRE HEREEEE

-wolfwood what if you shut up. like yeah you're right but. shut up. pls

-LIKE THOSE ARE HIS FRIENDS SIR CMONNNN

-PLS >:CCCCCC STOP

-"thats the tough part" yeah cuz they may not know everything but they KNOW YOU and that's everything for a lonely man such as yourself huh

-yooooo thats so interesting cuz imagine sealing your life like that and regretting all the killing and suffering you caused, sadly they have to pay for what they chose. nice karma if you ask me. and to make it even better nai (aka the mf with the god complex) is the one with the higher power to seal lives like that

-wait so like a swarm of bugs took meryl? this is one of the confusing volumes for me so help me here

chap 4:

-AW MILLY MY GIRLLLL :c

-WAIT WERE THE BUGS IN HER MOUTH??

-yeah exactly gauntlet, just kill the people responsible instead of by proxy, nice nice

-ah shit hes so mad

-AH SHIT

-and there he fucking goes out of the window, go get her my mna

-zazie pls dont say that...dont say that

-i love that the gun ho guns KNOW how to upset vash: by challenging him in a place full of people :D like this man has made his weakness so obvious yet he has survived so far

-"... no :]" i love her sm

-i like that she didnt have to prove herself (that's just sexist) BUT i would have liked my milly vs wolfwood combat

-oh that looks gorgeous actually

and....i remembered where are we going now :)

chap 5:

-you are a bullet you say? you mean it? (mcr reference I'm sorry)

-AH NOT HIS BRAIN DAMN

-MILLY CMONN GIRLLLLLL

-sadly, he kinda is

-i love him and his "coins? dont be silly I'm here for my friend" attitude

-hmmm i wonder why he gets the impression vash is enjoying the fight, is it because of his quick draw?

-yey context for meryl :D

chap 6:

-OH I LOVE THE TITLE PANEL DAMN THATS GOOD

-nooooo :c he looks so young and little

-hold up hes right whats with that face lmao

-yowza

-:c aw here we go

-and heres with the tone changes and DEAR GOD I'm sad now

-...gates you say.....-

-YEY THE REVEAL IS HERE WOOOOOOOOOOO :c

-wolfwood nooooooooooooooooooooo i remember i was so worried about this

chap 7:

-ok i fucking HATE HOW YOU CAN SEE GAUNTLET'S WORDS SHATTER HIS LITTLE HEART >:C

-well that panel fucking hurts

-LET HIM FINISH OMG STOP

-yeah you go babygirl >:3 get revenge

-also i deadass forgot vash wanted to kill him like holy fuck we should talk more about that. he really has more rage on him than any other version *so far*

-:c

-i get why but omg why, just why

-IS IT HER TIME???? IS SHE HERE??????

-WAIT THIS IS HOW THE VOLUME ENDS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DA HELL

[ghost-in-my-backyard]

good evening dear milli,

i hope in hours of your self doubt this ask comes as that warm evening tea when you are cuddled up in the warmth of blanket. The weather has been quite harsh truth be told. I gather courage to wash my face as if it were a war i was preparing myself for. Anyhow, coldness of the weather does ignite coldness in heart. The months feel distant and so do people around.

you should not let yourself be confused in your solitude by the fact that there is something in you that wants to break out of it. This very wish will help you, if you use it quietly, and deliberately and like a tool, to spread out your solitude over wide coun try. People have (with the help of conventions) oriented all their solutions toward the easy and toward the easiest side of the easy; but it is clear that we must hold to what is difficult; everything alive holds to it, everything in Nature grows and defends itself in its own way and is characteristically and spontaneously itself, seeks at all costs to be so and against all opposition. We know lit-tle, but that we must hold to what is difficult is a certainty that will not forsake us; it is good to be solitary, for solitude is diffi-cult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it

To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation. For this reason young people, who are beginners in everything, cannot yet know love: they have to learn it. With their whole being, with all their forces, gathered close about their lonely, timid, upward-beating heart, they must learn to love.

yours truly, anon

that....is a lot. I mean, I suppose you could say i'm dumb but I do not fully comprehend what this means. however, it did make me feel happy. yk to think somoe out there took time out if their day to write this long long letter to me solely to comfort me. thanks a lot anon, i really really appreciate this kind gesture. 🫶🏼🫶🏼

[eomma-jpeg]

12, 18 and 29 for the Fanfic Wrapped questions please! :D

hi b !

12. How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

Way too many

So i just counted and its AT LEAST 20 different documents and about 5 different stories. 

Some of the stories include my college au, things for @noaafishfieldguide After Eden fic, the undine/mermaid millynai au, bakery au with @veilder, and a post trimax domestication au (with babies bc i have yet to experiment with that and its funnnn)

But im hoping to gain some steam on my college au and post more regularly when the new year comes !!!

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Probably knives 

Rn actually its Legato

I intend to write him as a creep (bc he is) but i keep hesitating bc i know some people enjoy Legato as a character

I do too ! but I need to use him for nefarious purposes in the college au fic lolol

UGH I ALSO HAVE TROUBLE WITH LIVIO AND RAZLO AND SO IVE KIND OF HELD MYSELF BACK ON WRITING THOSE TWO

One day tho… next year hehe

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Oh dear. I have to go on a hunt.

So one of my FAVORITE lines from in the meadow is in chapter 8

“And for the first time, Milly felt like Knives saw her.”

Its so simple but in context it says a lot about the development of Milly and Knives’ relationship.

Okay… another passage from in the meadow that i really liked. This one is the ending of chapter 17

Three days after Thompson left, Knives plucked the first ripe tomato. 

He felt pride, especially in himself. His sister had shown him what she wanted, and Knives had accomplished just that; helping the humans and providing useful resources to them had been her greatest desire, and Knives felt he had fulfilled her wish. He would need to return to the geoplant chamber and speak with her, tell her about their successes in and around the garden.

But even with that pride and the excitement in being able to show his sister what she had helped to produce, there was still an emptiness. 

The tomato he picked was only one of a few ripe fruit on the bushes, but this was the first he had spotted. Grabbing the red thing, he wrenched it off the plant with a tug. He turned it in his hand, running a thumb along the natural seams that spread from where the stem originated. The texture was slippery against his fingertips, a glossy finish coating the entire surface. It was just as Thompson had described: a fully red tomato, firm to the touch and easily pulled from the plant.

It was perfect. Not a single blemish from growth or from worms.

Knives' grip tightened on the fruit. He wanted to crush it, break it open, destroy it beneath his powerful grasp, a victim of his fierce anger.

But if he did that it would mean she wouldn't get to see it. She wouldn't get to view the first fruit of their harvest.

Holding the small fruit in his hands, Knives abandoned his work in the garden, moving alone to the casita she inhabited. His heart panged at its emptiness, the loneliness he had felt since she left striking with a vengeance. He walked to the counter, gently placing the tomato down on the smooth surface. 

And there it would remain until Milly returned.

This is the first time knives refers to milly as ‘milly’ and I love the dichotomy of a beautiful fruit against his unending frustration and rage. 

I have many others,,, like a few lines from sealed in steam or from spent tears, but in the meadow is my baby and i will continue to admire it.

ao3 wrapped

[kiirotoao]

S2 rewatch highlights pt 2

Episode 3

AWW Dustin falling asleep reading about reptiles, invested immediately

“I need my paddles!” I quote this too much LOL

Oh the compilation of Hop and El cleaning up and the diorama she makes of it in s4 HJFDJFHHJFJ

Mmm Nancy can’t say, “I love you.” Ends up breaking it off with Steve. Mike can’t say, “I love you” to El until under extreme pressure. Result…?

LOL Mike’s the only one not grossed out by d’Art

Mike is such a good advocate for Will wtf my heart 😭 he just knew exactly what was going on with d’Art. Barely any questions asked.

“Things just can’t go back to the way they were” Hop and Joyce have similar conversations as Jonathan and Nancy this season :,) wow I love the endgame ships

HAHA omg Bob cutting blue and yellow wires. Heck yeah.

I wonder how in the world the video camera can capture the outline of the Mind Flayer - ooh hold on, what if they use video footage to find clues or something next season?? Maybe that can be Jonathan’s role???

Interesting how Mike just misses seeing El a second time! And a third time, twice at the school! Man they were so close to running into each other

“Because you’re annoying!” Mike says, snootily and annoyingly to Max, LMAO. I’m so glad these two got some screen time in s3.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” DESPITE THAT BEING THE VERY THING HURTING YOU. THE WORLD NEEDS MORE COMPASSION LIKE WILL HAS WTFFFFF

Episode 4

Mike be clutching that walkie-talkie for dear life

The spinning shot of Will being taken is so hauntingly good oh my goihshkkkkd

“But it got me, mom.” THE LITTLE VOICE BREAK HAS SHATTERED ME COMPLETELY HELP GODJJK OMGJGJGLFK

“You put us in danger” awww Hopper is so protective. He’s not just mad at her. He’s mad with her. This isn’t fun for either of them 💔.

El is so relatable right now lmao isolation indeed drives a person mad. She’s so real for her anger and they way in which it manifests with her powers is such a cool use of her character

NANCY OFFERS HOLLY TOAST 🥺

Jancy has a bit of hesitancy but they’re ultimately in it together! I really enjoy the pacing that you can see they’re slowly starting to understand each other but aren’t perfect just yet

Okay quibble like idk if the American school system changed? but I did not learn physiology in 8th grade lmao

Geez just Billy is written so well. Hate him with every single encounter

The psychological repetition and sound with Jonathan and Nancy at the park really gets me ughh the discomfort. They’re so bold to go through with that

Now-memories = tunnel visions

True sight = Upside Down episodes

“Maybe we can help Will.” - Mike’s final words to Lucas and Dustin before he goes to the Byers’ 💙

I love Nancy glaring at Dr. Owens and Jonathan being just 🧍

“I have to stop the truth from spreading, too.” Ooooohhh and the different level of fire in Jonathan and Nancy’s eyes as they behold the gate is so omg I need fanart of them in that scene

Quibble number 2: there is no way in all hell that Hopper and Joyce connected those tunnel drawings in under a day let alone what looked like under an hour, I call bs

MAN the intonation and delivery of the fight between Max and Lucas is just so good. Like the anger could be acted so much differently with subtle differences but something about their back and forth was just great

“We’re family now” NOW, Billy??? Yeah as if she wasn’t your step sister for years before?? Geez and that’s not even the worst part of what he says

Okay I’m crying what the heck, UGH Millie is so good. Those sobs my HEARTTTTTT

“Let’s burn that lab to the ground.” S5 PLEASE LET NANCY COMMIT ARSON ON THE LAB. PLEASE!!!

OH NO skipping the Mews part. RIP buddy. RIP 💔

The tunnel flips upside down and THE CLOCK CHIME OH I GOT THE CHILLS

[humanoidtyphoons]

ep 26! journey's end!!

-ugh i just love that knives has been waiting in a green garden by himself drinking tea. insane person, let me study your brain, while you wait for your brother to come to you from the desert.

-the backstory of knives and vash, as they live on the planet gunsmoke!!!! guh, it's GOOD!!! vash i cannot believe you spent 10 years travelling with knives, while he presumably murdered people. and then spent another year just waiting at a seed ship just bc knives said "stay right here, i'll be back"

-never fails to make me laugh with knives going "vash... you shot me???? you shot me??? HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY SHOOT ME???" like okay, clearly knives must love vash bc it never seemed to cross his mind that he should leave vash for dead, or that vash would shoot him, until that point, but oh my god, knives, ilu but maybe you need a few more bullets to riddle your brain a bit. the confounded expression on his face truly is just. icing on a cake and cherry on top. vash also screaming, scrambling to get two guns and running far far away from knives also makes me laugh a bit, but it's also like?? what??? what else are you supposed to do??? you've never done that before???

-knives asking vash if he had fun playing human, and vash nodding, and saying it was really great. ugh, my heart! i do like that knives does outright state that vash is a plant too. not that we don't know this, but... the confirmation is nice, all the same.

-the duel of gun vs gun is so so good. knives vs vash is so satisfying, bc this is what it's been building up this whole time and just!!!! hell yeah!!! fuck yeah!!! they cancel each other out!!! and this annoys knives so much because this wasn't supposed to happen!!!! they were going to destroy the people of this planet!!!! to let the plants be the superior race!!! not have vash believe this bullshit that rem spewed out still!!!!

-vash using the punisher in his fight, hearing wolfwood's voice, gaining the advantage and winning. i just love it! big smile on my face!!! i completely forgot that, and just, oh. oh it's so good!!!

-i love that vash leaves his red jacket and the punisher there. he'll find his own path, not forge ahead with rem's judgement. he chooses to spare knives, patching him up and hoists knives on his shoulder to human civilization. it's just... it's a sweet ending? making knives experience the good of humanity in a less cynical way? like idk if he succeeds, but there's something triumphant about the way knives gets to live, and maybe see the appeal in how vash chooses to live. eventually. (god knows he's going to resistant to begin with, but. he did lose! good luck vash!!!)

-milly and meryl's absolute faith in vash returning, and meryl going "he wouldn't leave a good woman like me waiting"... they're so cute!!! like i do think meryl has fallen in love with vash over the course of the show, but i could read them platonic too, but i like that it never really overshadows the story, bc they're just super dear to each other, after all they've been through.

-i'm so glad the last shot of the show is vash's smiling face. wolfwood is so right, it looks good on him, to see him so happy. he deserves nothing less.

it's been so fun rewatching this show! i've missed it so much, and it's still holds up. the music, the characters, the sense of humour, and drama. it's just so fun!

love and peace, everybody!!!!

[millylarsen]

What do you think of the rare ship between Bridon Güero and Milly Larsen ?

OOH!!!! i actually really liked that ship when i was younger!!! i mostly use it as a plot device in my writing now, but i'll always hold it dear to my heart!

[anachronistic-falsehood]

👀👀👀👀!!!!!!!!!!!!

OUGHORTHUIFGUH HIIIII!!!! :3 ok splitting this evenly between u and mac bc u both sent me MULTIPLE EYE EMOJIS!!! wonderful :3 thank u for giving me the opportunity 2 talk about my abandoned fics maybe it will give me inspiration 2 keep writing them??? perhaps??? unsure ANYWAY

OUGHHHHH ok ok gonna scroll thru my folders real quick. lets see hmmmm HOLY SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT MY MIDVALLEY THE HORNFREAK ORIGIN STORY FIC. forgot about that one. idk if i'll ever finish it because tb-fucking-h i fell out of trigun like super fast (the fandom's treatment of vash and ww has. really put me off. stop infantilizing vash and turning ww into a hot dangerous daddy dom i'm soooo fucking serious rn) my midvalley backstory it is still. sitting there. in my drafts. even if i never finish it perhaps i can put it in a google doc and send it 2 u and mac and the other hornfreakers!! but for now. here it sits. in the fic graveyard

in the same vein as that: trigun modern au roadtrip fic. i was so fucking excited about it i had a fucking blast writing the first few chapters, but again, Fandom Issues put me off (I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS URGHSGHHG I WANNA ENJOY MEDIA BUT SOME PEOPLE JUST MAKE ME AUTOMATICALLY ASSOCIATE THE MEDIA WITH THEIR SHIT TAKES AND PERCEPTIONS I'M GOING TO EAT A BRICK WALL) but also maybe i can throw it in a google doc and write out the plot points that were going to happen and toss it to the masses at some point??? it's just sitting there. looking at me. MENACINGLY

hmmmmm oh i had another trigun one i wanted 2 write. where after the events of trimax vash ends up going back to lena and staying with her and eventually meets livio again and then knives is still alive and then milly and meryl show up and they all get to live happily and everything. wonderful times <3 there was also ANOTHER one that was meant to be post canon trigun 98 where knives is being forcibly rehabilitated into society by vash and he is being such a little shit about it but he slowly but surely learns to love and be happy, and one day he's smiling and laughing with meryl as the two of them make soup in the kitchen while vash and milly play cards and eat donuts at the dinner table and he realizes huh. maybe it's a good thing i didn't destroy all of this. and i will never finish writing it but man it is always going to be a concept that i will hold dear to my heart

man this entire thing ended up being trigun huh. did not intend that but i got rambling <3 let's finish with a homestuck one!! i was going to write a post meat epilogue fic with ult!rose as the narrator bc we all know ult!dirk is a lying little bitch and does not talk about his feelings ever but ROSE sure as hell will talk about his feelings. not her own not EVER but she will put her father on blast at any opportunity she gets. i wanted to like. explore ult!dirk more thru her eyes bc he's so interesting to me but i never finished it. maybe i'll get back 2 it someday but for now it sits in the notes of my phone. half a chapter done. probably all it will ever be </3

[roosterbruiser]

Millie, my dear, coming off anon to say I LOVE your TS song choices! The archer for Rooster?!?!? 🥺 And epiphany!!! Ugh, I have been wounded just thinking about it 😪

I also absolutely love You are in Love! It’s one of my faves! Please allow me to add:

Run (Taylor’s Version) (From the Vault)

Give me the keys, I'll bring the car back around We shouldn't be in this town And my so-called friends, they don't know I'd drive away before I let you go - I like to think Rooster would give up anything for Cherry, his decade long career be damned There's a chain 'round your throat, piece of paper where I wrote "I'll wait for you" - he really would. He will wait until cherry is ready to love him back 🥺 And run, like you'd run from the law Darling, let's run Run from it all We can go like they're trying to chase us Go where no one else is, run - I really want them to just run away, quit the porn industry, rooster has plenty of money There's been this hole in my heart This thing was a shot in the dark Say you'll never let 'em tear us apart And I'll hold onto you while we run (and we run, and we run, and we run) - 😭

Also:

The Lucky One

New to town with a made-up name In the angel's city, chasing fortune and fame And the camera flashes make it look like a dream - this is so cherry! Everyone telling her how amazing her life would be if she joined porn And they tell you that you're lucky, but you're so confused 'Cause you don't feel pretty, you just feel used And all the young things line up to take your place - I think as time goes on cherry would start to realised she’s not empowered, she’s just being exploited And they still tell the legend of how you disappeared How you took the money and your dignity and got the hell out They say you bought a bunch of land somewhere Chose the Rose Garden over Madison Square - that’s what I hope happens 🤞. Cherry and Rooster run away together to live a domestic life in the countryside 😊. Ok, maybe cherry wouldn’t want to live in countryside again, but they can still move somewhere else

yeah, sorry for the long ask. Next time I’ll just bombard your dm with my obsession ❤️, please go easy on my heart 🥺

absolutely fucking screaming at this!!!!!!!!

YUP YUP UP YUUUUPPPP!!! I LOVE WHEN PPL SEND LONG ASS ASKS!!! THIS DOES IT FOR ME!!!!

I love your analysis so fucking much!! my heart!! I love it I love it I love it I love it!!!!

feel free to ALWAYS bombard my ask box!!!

[ourlittleforever]

together, forever

wedding time <3

pairing; millie x thr.awn

“Are you ready?”

Millie glanced at their good friend, Eli Vanto, through the mirror. He set the curling iron down; he’d offered to help Millie style their hair, since he’d often assisted his own younger sister back on Lysatra. “I think so.”

“You think so?” Eli laughed, quirking a brow. “Are you getting cold feet?”

“It’s not that! I mean… it’s just… a big thing, I guess.” They watched as Eli tucked their bangs behind their right ear, then secured them with a simple flower hair clip. The white metal had brilliant gold edges that glittered in the harsh light of the vanity. “I want it, I really do. I’m just nervous. What if he doesn’t show up?”

“You’re being ridiculous.” Eli kissed their cheek. He was the closest thing to family Millie had, serving as a surrogate older brother to the young artist. He took on a low voice to imitate Millie’s fiance. “Oh, I see marriage as a challenge, my dear Millicent. And I never back down from a challenge.”

Millie giggled and swatted his arm. “Okay, okay, you’re right.” They sighed softly, standing up and adjusting their wedding dress before turning to Eli and embracing him. “Thank you. Really. I love you.”

“Love you too.” Eli kissed the top of their head and rubbed their back soothingly. “It’s showtime. Are you ready?” he asked again.

This time, Millie nodded resolutely. “I am.”

He opened the door for them, and the two strolled the short way out of the hotel room and down to the waiting limo outside. The driver stepped out to open the door for Millie and Eli. “Good day, my lady,” he said, climbing back inside. “And good day, lieutenant commander.”

“Good day to you too,” Millie replied, feeling their anxiety blossom once more. Airspeeders and other vehicles soared past the busy pathways of Coruscant as they neared the little chapel where their fiance was waiting. 

A single officer stood at the chapel’s door, holding Millie’s bouquet. “Congratulations,” he greeted stiffly, handing them the flowers before saluting. The scent was nearly overwhelming; between the white roses, sunnydews, anemones, and sweet peas, Millie thought they might pass out. They swallowed thickly, and Eli helped them step up from the curb and into the building. He offered his arm, and Millie took it, steeling themself. 

Everything still felt like a dream, and Millie was afraid they would wake up any moment to find themself back on Axxila, trapped with nowhere to escape to. But as they stepped into the soft, glowing, warm light of the chapel, that fear instantly faded. This was their life now, free from pain and loneliness. And there was the man about to be formally declared their husband, standing by the altar.

Thr.awn was in his typical Grand Admiral uniform, his dark blue-black hair slicked back, the gray strands at his temples catching the light so it appeared they glimmered. He smiled – wholeheartedly, beautifully, radiantly smiled – as they came down the aisle, arm-in-arm with Eli. When Millie finally reached him, there were tears gathered in his crimson eyes. They handed off the bouquet to Eli, then stepped toward their fiance. “You look perfect,” he murmured, taking their little hands in his.

They could hardly hear the officiant over the pounding of their heart. When he turned to Millie and asked them to say their vows, it took a brief moment for them to even register what he’d said. “Oh-oh. Okay.” They took a deep breath and gazed at Thr.awn, feeling confidence surge above the anxiety at the knowledge that they were loved.

Millie began their vows. “Thr.awn… I promise that from now until death, I will cherish and love you. I swear to stand beside you in the face of any adversity that comes to you. No matter what comes next, I am yours.” They summoned their courage, and in his mother tongue, said “Ch’ah ch’acah vah, Mitth’raw’nuruodo.” Internally, they grinned, knowing they’d pronounced it perfectly. Thr.awn subtly nodded his approval, his smile growing.

“And you, Grand Admiral?” 

“My beloved. My little heart. You have blessed me with the greatest gift I could have asked for: your love. I am honored to love you in turn, and I promise to love you from now until death as well. I swear that I will protect you, adore you, and remain faithful to you, regardless of what the future holds.” He squeezed their hands. 

Eli produced the rings from his pocket and handed them to the couple. Millie’s fingers shook as they placed the golden ring on Thr.awn, who had skipped his gloves for the ceremony. His azure skin seemed to glimmer in the dizzying light. Then, it was Millie’s turn. Thr.awn placed their little hand in the palm of his free hand, keeping them steady, before slipping the ring onto their finger. Millie could vaguely hear Eli snapping photos, the smooth voice of the officiant, the buzzing of the lights – but none of it mattered. All that mattered was them and Thr.awn and the future that now belonged to them. 

“I pronounce you man and wife,” the officiant declared, his voice suddenly clear like a ringing bell. “You may kiss the bride.”

Thr.awn cupped their chubby cheeks in his warm hands and leaned down to kiss them sweetly. Millie, in turn, caressed his cheekbones, their heart fluttering, and if Thr.awn hadn’t been holding onto them they swore they would have floated away. 

The kiss ended, and Thr.awn took their hand, interlocking their fingers with his. “The limo is waiting for us, love,” he said, looking down upon them. “Shall we go? Truly begin this next chapter together?”

“I think so.”

“Good.” He smiled. “Together forever, my little bride.”