#meryl's lil fall

[typhoonstrikes]

[rush-the-stars]

undone

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pairing: nicholas wolfwood x afab f!reader

cw: smut. quickie? praise, reader referred to as "girl" and "sweetheart" and "baby". f!receiving oral. hair pulling. this is pretty tame tbh

wc: 2.4k

a/n: the fact that i wrote 2k words in the span of like. 2 hours for this man. unhinged. i am really going through something. shoutout to the anon who asked about wolfwood undoing corsets. i had softer and sweeter ideas with this but. alas. maybe i'll make it a lil series.

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You have roughly twenty minutes before Meryl and Vash are back from the water-station. Maybe more, depending on how much trouble they manage to get into on the way there or back—but that means you'll have to bail them out, too. So, still, twenty minutes.

Your back hits the door to the little room at the inn you'd gotten for the night with a dull thud.

"Nico!" You hardly have time to yelp before his mouth is on yours, stubble scraping against your soft lips. You claw at his shoulders, pawing and pushing at his blazer until it falls to the floor.

There's only two buttons on his shirt you have to pick at before it's open to you, since he wears it so obscenely low and unbuttoned already. When you get your hands on his bare skin, he's making a sound against you, low and desperate.

It's been a week and a half since he's had you like this, in his arms, big hands all over you.

It's been a week and a half since you'd had even a moment to yourselves long enough to do anything—

When his lips move over your jaw, your fingers sink into his dark hair, tugging, "don't leave any marks!"

The sound he makes can only be considered a growl, a rumble of it from his chest in annoyance, almost a groan. Your stomach swoops, tilting your head back anyways to give him room.

"Why are we hidin' it from them, anyways?" He barely gets out against your throat, warm, wet lips trailing lower and lower.

If you weren't half out of your mind with him, you would've been able to give a cohesive answer—something about not wanting it to make it strange to travel with or—maybe because Meryl's been warning you away from Nicholas for awhile now and you don't yet want to hear it from her.

Something like that.

But for now, all you can do is whimper when Nicholas' lips get down to the tops of your breasts before meeting the arch of your corset. He suddenly turns you and your hands fly up to steady yourself against the door.

And behind you, he gets on his knees and you feel a sharp tug at the lace of your corset.

You groan, "we don't have time for this—"

"Damn you, you said that last time—"

And he’s right, last time was quick and hot in the back of the truck, with your skirts hiked up around your waist but otherwise not a piece of fabric fully taken off. Just your poor bloomers ripped at the gusset.

And stubborn man that he is, he continues to pull at the laces expertly. Thick, strong fingers weaving into the delicate satin of the ribbon, as he gives another tug. It loosens.

You glance over your shoulder and the sight is—

Nicholas on his knees, shirt open, dark lashes fanned across his cheeks as he focuses on your corset. Another quick tug and the bodice loosens again, then he brings his other hand up—so big, so rough, and pulls at the corset deftly.

“Careful—“ you barely manage to breathe, watching, enamored with the way his fingers delve in to the delicate satin again. “You have to get this back on me before they get back, too.”

“Quit worrying,” he says, and you feel the stiff fabric give away, laces coming undone with his expert hands. “I don’t know when I’m gonna get this much time with you again.”

You let it fall from your body, freeing your breasts and revealing the sheer, ruffled slip underneath.

He hardly lets you step out of it before he tugs at the strings of the underskirt around your waist, expertly undoing that, too. It pools around your feet in swaths of peach and cream, joining your poor, undone corset.

“Slip off,” he gets out, big hands coming up to bunch in the fabric at your waist. You listen to the command almost instinctively, letting the white fabric fall from your shoulders, but realize sluggishly that—

“You’re a little too good at this,” you manage to get out as you’re finally bare up top, slip joining all your discarded clothes.

Down to your little bloomers and stockings, he lets out a huff of a laugh, one hand roaming over the bare skin of your side, other curling into the waistline of your bloomers. “What are you tryin’ to say?”

Bloomers slip down your legs with an easy pull.

“You’re a dog, Nico—!”

Your words break off into a sharp breath, just as you feel the nudge of his nose against the back of your thigh, lips settling in a wet kiss towards the inner crux of your legs. One of his hands presses on your lower back, bending you into a pretty arch for him.

The other holds you steady, creeping over your waist, thumb stroking soothingly against bare skin.

Heat rips through you like the high sun at noon, blazing, and furious. You whimper when you feel his stubble against the soft skin of the back of your thighs.

You feel where he’s headed—and it’s—in this position—

“Nico—“ you whine, and again, you try to say there isn’t time—maybe, to spare you some form of embarrassment or, or—

His tongue is sinful and hot between the shockingly wet glide between your legs. He shoulders your legs a little further apart for himself, squeezes your hip appreciatively and groans low and dirty.

You curse, hips twitching, trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he bares down. His hands squeeze.

“Don’t you run from me, sweetheart.” He gets out, gruff and soft.

And then the hot clutch of his mouth opens, sinful, against your cunt, damn near dripping onto his waiting tongue.

The whimper that works its way out of you is a flustered one, nails digging into the wood of the door as he sets to work on you. It’s messy—it’s fast and heated and his hands are being a little rough, guiding you on his mouth.

Sparks of pleasure, low in your stomach, erupt. He’s a little relentless—a little desperate. And you’re so damn wound up—

You arch into it and he hums in praise, pulling you back into the warm, wet heat of his moth, into burning pleasure.

It’s honestly a little embarrassing—

He slips one finger inside of you and curls and the angle with—his mouth—

You cry out, a pleasure burst of heat racing through your body, along the arch of your back to pulse hard and quick against his tongue.

He laughs a little when he realizes he’s already made you come, but he doesn’t let up right away. Not until you’re mewling and whining all pitiful, voice going high and desperate.

“Poor thing,” he says when he stands, crowding you against the door now with his height. His size. “Must’ve been so worked up—didn’t know you needed me that bad, sweetheart.”

“Just hurry up and fuck me—“

He laughs, low and soft, as he unzips his pants and pulls himself out. You feel him then slip through silken folds, glide all sweet and easy over where you need him most.

“Don’t have to tell me twice, hellcat.”

You groan as he sinks the head of his cock inside you. He curses. The stretch burns a little, aches deep inside—

“So fucking tight still,” he gets out, almost a growl, as he eases out and then a slow glide back in. You arch your back for him further, rock back further so he sinks deep down into you.

His turn to groan, one hand coming up to steady himself on the door by your own hand. He laces them together—sap that he is.

His other hand feels your bare body for once, no corsets or shirts in his way, calloused hands skimming over your torso. Your breasts.

He keeps himself deep inside you a moment, marveling, petting and stroking you as you try and catch your breath.

His thumb grazes the peak of your breast, pleasure skittering to life and rushing through your body. You wiggle your hips, desperate.

“Nico, c’mon, don’t tease—“ you mewl.

And then you move your hips off him, before taking him back deep inside you.

He groans again, “fuck—how could I deny you?”

You begin to set a slow pace, easing off him almost entirely before sinking back onto him. He carves a blaze inside of you, turns your mind to mush, as you continue rocking.

“Atta girl,” he gets out, watching himself disappear inside of you, before slowly pulling back out.

You moan, arching further into his touch, his embrace, before you feel his hand squeeze at your waist.

And then he thrusts, slower at first, letting you adjust. But you’re finding your own rhythm with him, chasing your own pleasure—chasing his. The way he moans, dragging you back and forth on his cock. So thick and deep, pressing into you.

His hands are all over now, savoring the way your skin feels, being able to hold and grope you like this. Rough hands on your breasts, your thighs, your ass.

You tip your head back onto his shoulder and he showers you in attention and praise—

“So fucking pretty, huh? You feel good, sweetheart? Whad’ya need from me, hm?”

“Harder,” you get out, turning desperate eyes on him. He groans again, helpless to your whims.

“Whatever my baby wants,” he says before moving to tangle a hand in your hair, taking a fistful in a swift move that has you gasping. Not too hard—but—

You moan as he sinks in roughly this time, tips your head back with his hand in your hair.

He doesn’t change the pace, just the strength. And you feel yourself flutter around him, feel the way he rumbles out another low sound of his own pleasure, as his thrusts get harder. Deeper.

“You got one more for me, sweetheart?” He asks, scattering kisses on your jaw, the side of your neck.

He lets go of your hair to skim his hand down the front of your body, to find the bundle of nerves between the crux of your thighs. It changes the angle, he crowds you, big bare chest up against your back. You’re so close he hardly even pulls out of you now, and you grind back against him.

“That’s it,” he hums, “take what you want, pretty girl.”

That’s all it really takes, with his fingers making quick, easy passes over your clit.

Your moan is broken, walls tightening up around him as he groans.

“Ha—fuck, good girl—just like that.”

He buries himself to the hilt just to feel you come around him, just to feel the way you squeeze and milk him.

“Nico—“ you get out, “want you—want you to come—“

Again, he says, voice a little wrecked, “how could I deny you?”

And then grabs hold of your hips to thrust, hard, and deep, chasing his own pleasure. It doesn’t take him long, especially when you start mewling and begging for him, arching all up into his hands desperately.

He comes hard, you feel him pulse and jump inside you, insides flooding with warm.

You’re both breathing a little heavy on the come-down, his lips scattering kisses along your bare shoulders.

For a moment, it’s peaceful— the sun is setting in a gold fury out the window, casting you both in its glory. Your body is warm and loose and—you press back into him.

You realize you want more, wiggling your hips again, but he stills you.

And somehow, he’s the voice of reason when he says, “I gotta get your corset back on you.”

You curse.

You have maybe, maybe five minutes. If that.

And then you’re both a flurry of movements, trying to clean up and get clothes back on. He helps you back into your slip.

He takes a seat on the edge of one of the beds and you stand between his legs, facing him, as he helps with your skirts, dutifully tying off the knots around your waist.

And then he’s helping you with your corset—

Nimble, knowing fingers lacing it up as if he’s done it a hundred times before, barely looking over the curve of your waist to do it.

He tightens it up, nice and snug, and you gasp at the way his big hands pull at it. At the cinch he makes.

He looks up at you, all dark, smoldering eyes.

“That was a real pretty sound,” he rumbles, twisting the lace around his hands carefully, then giving another swift tug.

You gasp again, reaching out to steady yourself on his broad shoulders.

He swears under his breath, “I need at least forty-eight hours with you alone.”

You hardly get a retort, because you both hear commotion down the hall of the inn. And two familiar voices bickering—

You lurch away from him, stepping out of his grasp and bustling over to the other bed, where you’d set down your bag, as if you might be unpacking.

Nicholas pulls out a pack of his cigarettes, puts one between his lips and lights it just as the door bursts open.

Meryl is berating Vash over something, but they’ve got the water they set out to find. And the town is still standing.

Vash cocks his head all funny when he gets in the room and looks between you and Nicholas, but otherwise doesn’t say a word.

Meryl, oblivious, is going on about how Vash almost stuck his nose somewhere he shouldn’t.

“What else is new?” You snort, trying to feel normal and not like jelly, not like you want to collapse in the arms of the man just across the room from you.

You turn to keep folding clothes, when Meryl says;

“Oh—your corset came undone. It’s untied.”

For a moment, your heart stops.

You glance at Nicholas, who catches your eye through a haze of smoke.

“Let me fix it.” Meryl says easily and you nod, swallowing, mumbling a thank you, as you turn away from her.

Her hands take the ribbon in hand and begin to wind and tie.

You face Nicholas, who’s eyeing you darkly.

And then Vash who says, “strange thing, that. Good catch, Meryl.”

He shares a look with Nicholas.

And then he chirps, “who’s sleeping with who tonight?”

You almost choke.

Meryl pipes up about how obviously you and her are sleeping together and Vash and Nicholas can figure something out—just like always. Why would it be any different? She asks.

True to his list of disastrous namesakes, what Vash says next makes pandemonium break out among the room. And truly, this might as well have been the trouble he was trying to stick his nose into, the kind of trouble that might just take down the town itself with the storm it’s about to cause.

And here you thought they’d managed to avoid trouble and you and Nicholas had gotten away scot-free.

Vash shrugs and says, “I dunno— why was her corset untied?”

[tnt-tourney]

welcome one and all to the 2023 t+t tournament!! despite the long wait for the final bracket, the day has finally arrived. due to the size of the text, the list of contestants will be under the cut. due to how many contestants there are, i wont be able to tag everything, but i will tag as much as i can.

now, since it's been a while, a quick rehashing of the relevant rules!

1. be polite to others participating in the vote

2. do not Rig the vote -- propaganda is more than welcome and the askbox is always open for it! i just dont have the energy to deal with botting

3. dont be rude if the contestants youre rooting for are voted out!! sometimes thats just the way things go. theres always next time!

4. have fun !

the polls will start rolling out sometime next week. thank you!!

left:

Hexsquad (The Owl House) VS. Vault Hunters (Borderlands 1+2)

The Bad Kids (D20: Fantasy High) VS. FloweringPassionFruit (Ride the Cyclone)

Barbie + Ken (Barbie) VS. Dwarves (Deep Rock Galactic)

Mabel Pines + Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) VS. The Fantastic 4 (Marvel)

Klaus Hargreeves + Viktor Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy) VS. Spiderband (Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spiderverse)

Lup + Barry Bluejeans (The Adventure Zone) VS. Cleo de Nile + Deuce Gorgon (Monster High)

Spideypool (Marvel) VS. Gomez Addams + Morticia Addams (The Addams Family)

Team Rocket (Pokémon) VS. Rashmi Jamil + Amelie Macon + Loam Arnault (Entropic Float)

Link + Zelda (The Legend of Zelda) VS. Peter Parker + Harry Osborn (Marvel)

Huey Duck + B.O.Y.D. (Ducktales 2017) VS. Golf Ball + Tennis Ball (Battle for Dream Island)

Lewis + Vivi + Arthur (Mystery Skulls Animate) VS. Horokeu Usui + Pirica Usui (Shaman King)

Paulkins (Hatchetfield) VS. Magnus Chase + Alex Fierro (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard)

Bill Preston + Ted Logan (Bill and Ted) VS. Leonard Church + Agent Texas (Red vs. Blue)

Ariel + Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid) VS. Polypirates (JRWI: Riptide)

Cody Goodwin + May Goodwin (It Takes Two) VS. Frank-N-Furter + Magenta + Columbia + Riff Raff (The Rocky Horror Show)

SpaceDolls (Ride the Cyclone) VS. Kim Possible + Ron Stoppable (Kim Possible)

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right:

The Guardians of the Galaxy (Marvel) VS. Julian Bashir + Miles O'Brien + Jadzia Dax (Star Trek: Deep Space 9)

The Murder Crew (Clue) VS. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Vash the Stampede + Nicolas D. Wolfwood + Meryl Stryfe + Milly Thompson (Trigun) VS. Team Chaotix (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Steve + Alex (Minecraft) VS. Gyro Gearloose + Lil Bulb (Ducktales 2017)

Phantom Thieves (Persona 5) VS. Wright Anything Agency + Apollo Justice + Klavier Gavin (Ace Attorney)

Westley + Buttercup (The Princess Bride) VS. Shin + Noi (Dorohedoro)

Kermit + Miss Piggy (The Muppets) VS. The Mechanisms

Jeremy Heere + Michael Mell + Christine Canigula (Be More Chill) VS. The Solve It Squad (The Solve It Squad Returns)

Harleyberts + Crockenglishes (Homestuck) VS. Sonic & co. (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Mulder + Scully (The X-Files) VS. Steph Lauter + Pete Spankoffski (Hatchetfield)

Main Cast (Omori) VS. Ben Tennyson + Gwen Tennyson + Kevin Levin (Ben 10)

Ashe Ubert + Claude Von Riegan + Sylvain Jose Gautier (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) VS. Birdetta + Yoshi (Mario)

Prime Defenders (JRWI: Prime Defenders) VS. Strilondes (Homestuck)

The Mystery Gang (Scooby Doo) VS. Billie Logan + Thea Preston (Bill and Ted)

Splatoon Idols VS. Lexthan (Hatchetfield)

Sex Bob-omb + Ramona Flowers (Scott Pilgrim vs. the World) VS. Jonathan Sims + Martin K. Blackwood (The Magnus Archives)

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trigun fic rec list - from lace!

alright, FINE, twist my arm

FIRST UP: @squid789 Blank Ticket - vashmeryl/milivio

so i have a personal fanfic like... catalog LOL and i make little notes as i read and here is the note i left on BT right after i finished it about a year ago

seriously sooooooooooooooo good. squid does an incredible job at post trimax work

blank ticket is so good if you like post trimax stuff (like I do >:)) and squid is so good at representing vash as he ought to be (a brat with a bad attitude and abandonment issues)

Sea Foam - vashmeryl/millywood

once again i have notes from my catalog LOL

PERFECT STUPENDOUS INCREDIBLE I LOVE SQUID AND THE DRAMA AND TRAUMA THEY GIVE ME

SF is a mermaid au and i adore ANYTHING THAT GIVES ME MERMAIDS. It is such an amazing exploration into so many characters, and especially knives WHOM I LOVE TO HATE IN THIS FIC. hes such a brat and yet is just a kid who never got to be a kid and i love him

After Eden - vashmeryl/milivio

I don't have this one in my catalog !!!!! a tragedy !!! (i stopped updating my catalog when i started writing what a shame T-T)

But i can chat about after eden bc i was there for its conception!!! and I beta for it teehee

but its an exploration of BT and i just

it hurts me

squid loves to hurt me

but it hurts so good T-T

if you love to see manga vash act like a spoiled brat and enjoy meryl whump, you will LOVE after eden

Not a Chance - vashmeryl

a lil fic written in the in the meadow universe and its by squid and i love squid and this is my favorite thing in the world

meryl contemplates why she had to fall in love with this doofus

Now, for just a HUGE line up of fics !! these will include my initial thoughts that i have saved in my catalog teehee:

vashmeryl

Truth of a Memory by @fullcry

Vash and Meryl experiment with Vash’s telepathy and memory sharing.

one of my favs just because meryl and vash are so sweet to each other T-T

The Art of the Date by fullcry

Meryl and Milly pity Vash for being a terrible flirt, and Vash dares Meryl to a date to teach him to do better. Vash does better than anticipated.

i go back and reread this one often lol

Memories on Film by fullcry

okay.... this one is spicy and I'm not a huge fan of explicit content....

BUT THE GROWTH AND THE SWEET TENDER MOMENTS AND VASH BEING OBVIOUS MAKES ME SWOON ITS SO GOOD

Other Ways to Speak by fullcry

Meryl kisses each and every one of Vash’s scars

inspired by this

OH BABY THIS ONE IS SO GOOD.

No Reason by @eilwen

this is more of a collection of one shots rather than a complete story, but it has some very cute chapters.

LITERALLY ONE OF THE BEST TRIGUN FANFIC AUTHORS OUT THERE !

Seriously one of the best fics. I'm still not completely caught up bc i have zero time, but its so incredibly written. i wanna be like eilwen when i grow up

Distractions by eilwen

eilwen at it again !!! their stuff is so good !!!!!!

this is an incredible exploration of meryl’s character and the growth of their relationship through the books she reads.

The End by @ginger-mosaic

Long fic. It is a vashmeryl fic but it is MORE of an exploration of Vash and Knives’ relationship after the events of the manga.

currently unfinished and I want to die because I need more. I love Livio

ITS ALMOST DONE AND AHHHHHHHHHH CHRONICAAAAAAAAA

seriously an INCREDIBLE FIC. it is a book that could be published at this point its so good. not incredibly vashmeryl heavy, but it is there and i adore it sm T-T

The thomas in the room by @anime-grimmy

Paired with a comic by the author, this takes place after the events of the movie Trigun: Badlands Rumble.

Meryl is acting weird and Vash is determined to figure out what he did to make her so angry at him.

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEYRE SO DUMB AND SO IN LOVE GRAHHHHH

Saving Grace by anonymous

TRIGUN SPOILERS - biblically accurate vash. big angel boy

Meryl gets injured and vash tries something new in order to help her

uhhhh if you like monsters and big angels and kisses then uhhhhh this is for you

Roots by @magadauthan

Meryl and Vash have a… whirlwind of a relationship. Vash notices something strange about his hair. Meryl makes him clean the bathroom.

soooooooo silly and domestic and dumb they heal each other its cute.

Interjacence by herdedcats (jaina <3)

Vash and Meryl can’t sleep and decide to make donuts in the middle of the night. Unfortunately that also leave a lot of time for evaluating feelings and confessing thoughts.

no comfort :(

this one is SO GOOD BY WHY DID IT HAVE TO HURT ME SO

Flying or Falling by @madnessmadness

MAXIMUM RIDE AND TRIGUN MIX AHHHHHHELFJFLEFJELKJFLEKJFLJE

my two niche interests slammed together and its so good aldkjfsljdflkj

Bluebells by @needle-noggins

once again, i don't like explicit content, but sav gets me HOOKED IN WITH THE COMFORT AND THE CHARACTER BUILDING AND THE WAY THESE TWO LOVE EACH OTHER SO DESPERATELY THEY WANT TO HELP EACH OTHER SO BAD

Like a Limb by @commander-goo

points aggressively

you like post trimax ? you like feathers and hurt/comfort ???

YOU LIKE THIS

READ THIS

Wait, he can do that? by anonymous

SOFT

FEATHERY AND SOFT AND GOOD

meryl gets a glimpse into vash's ..... dreams.... and gets a bit flustered

millywood

Absolution by SMP

companion piece to tension, describes the intimate moment between Milly and Wolfwood just after he kills Zazie and before [MAJOR TRIGUN SPOILER]

one of the best millywood pieces out there. seriously so good and so soft and has some of the best imagery

i can see a lot of life in you by procrastinatingbookworm

Milly and Wolfwood share clothes

some trigun spoilers because of Wolfwood’s guilt :/

VERY POETIC AND VERY GOOD

In Eden by MicrosuedeMouse

a 98 fic where wolfwood happens to be alive 1!!! and he’s scared to come forward and see milly………….

but then he sees her

millynai

Zirconium Blues by @madnessmadness

alt au where Nai is the hero and Vash is the villain……..

ITS SO INCREDIBLE AHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS ONE ITS SO POETIC AND AWESOME AND I LOVE LENI THEY FRICKING CATER TO ME AHHHH

milly takes care of an injured nai and shes so country i love her so much

In the Moonlight by @veilder

THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME ITS IN THE MEADOW CONTENT T-T

I LOVE VEIL SO MUCH THEYFJEFLEJFLSJD THEY DID THIS FOR ME AHHHHHHH

How to say "You are the sun to my moon" in Flowers by FullmetalDude1

a cute fic inspired by in the meadow and its suuuper sweet

this is a flowershop au where knives is essentially domesticated by milly and i love them so much

Interested in the fics i didn't mention? here you go Lace's Fanfic Catalog

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certified delulu post about nocti

a.n. this'll be a compilation of thoughts from my initial reactions to sands of wrath to his voicelines to literally everything about him. THIS WILL HEAVILY BE A NOCTI X SKK!READER KIND OF THING because i'm all in for a lil self insert to feed my delulu visions. also as a heads up i did read the story using google translate so if i quote anything it's basically what google translate told me but i edited it to make some grammatical sense. and yes there will be spoilers

a lot of context will be left out so if you don't wanna be confused by names check out this lore doc that gives a summary of er-5 or pgr lore in general, this post just talks about er-5 lol

EXHIBIT A: TRIGUN AU

have you seen trigun (ESPECIALLY trimax) cause if you have this makes so much more sense

noctis is vash and nigel is knives

both are brothers and have almost opposite ideologies

i did think of wolfwood and livio as another option but nigel does fit a bit closer to resembling knives

VASHWOOD (where nocti is vash and skk is ww (or the other way round, honestly either still works)

nocti: but you must promise me that you won’t die before i come back! no…. you’re not allowed to die even after i come back! i will definitely find a way to save you!

skk: of course, partner…..

this had me in TEARS I WAS NOT READY

nocti fist bumping you just made me think of this scene with vash and meryl

HE ALSO CALLS YOU PARTNER AS HE FIST BUMPS YOU the way i had this realization so late into writing all this

sands of wrath setting literally looks like a place you’d find in no man’s land

nocti’s voiceline telling you to smile more, similar to ww telling vash to smile more (and i mean their genuine smile, not the fake one they use in front of people)

EXHIBIT B: NOCTI AND SKK ARE MARRIED

they are married and own a bar together hear me out—

you two enter a town in which neither of you are welcome because you’re both from babylonia, the mayor decides to put you two in a hotel room till the harvest festival is over

you two are in separate beds, but neither of you can sleep, so you two do what any pair of roommates would do—

—have a 6 hr "light conversation" :D

first actual convo with nocti, you both take turns to ask questions about why they’re here, what’s going on, etc

nocti asks why you trust him so easily, you respond with “it’s intuition” which is a response nocti seemed to like

you also state how you hope he returns to cerberus and fall asleep. nocti in a way states he also wishes to go back to cerberus and sleeps as well

at some point nocti leaves the hotel room to find demont, who is the reason you two ended up working together in the first place, but there was an attack by hetero creatures and nocti swiftly got rid of them

after talking to the mayor, max, about wanting to be just a resident in town, he takes you to a bar, in which that’s where you find nocti

ya know he could’ve talked about ANYTHING and his drunk ass decided to talk about HOW HE PROTECTED YOU??? COINCIDENCE??? I THINK NOT

you find nocti and he offers his hand out to you to dance with him, you reluctantly agreed and you two end up break dancing together

this was him proposing to you i’m just sayin—

the night passes and you two begin living your lives as residents of new oakley

when he first calls you partner, it was originally solely because temporarily they’re no longer considered members of babylonia, and so to fit in with the whole wild west type style, nocti refers to you as “partner” and you agree to do the same to him

first time it’s used outside your interaction with him was when nocti has small talk with vann

vann: you’ll only obey orders from that commandant, right? these are the rules of the sky garden

nocti: i don’t listen to anyone’s orders, but if it’s a request from my partner, that’s a different matter

NOCTI WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT LIKE WE’RE ROMANTICALLY PARTNERS?????

this isn’t the first time he does something like that he’s very consistent about it

truly a devoted man

also “MY partner” ????? he also pretty much refers to you as his partner throughout the whole story i got whiplashed when we were back to being called skk in his affection story

after you and nocti find demont there’s a small good cop bad cop scene (which i found hilarious), but at the end demont couldn’t reveal much vital information due to dying from poison

nocti realizes this poison is something only nigel can control, and stormed out into the center of town in a fit of rage trying to find nigel

calming him down and telling him to retreat to not make a big scene was practically impossible, that is till you shout “trust me— partner!!” and nocti finally calms down and retreats

HELLO??? CALLING HIS NAME HE DIDN'T BAT AN EYE BUT BEING CALLED PARTNER MADE HIM ACTUALLY LISTEN??

i'm absolutely speechless

you two cook up a plan to find out what’s really going on +bonus hand holding at the end

your part was to just do your job as a bartender while nocti handles the investigating, and eventually nigel shows up

nigel asks what’s the difference between a human and a construct, you respond in a way a bartender would explain it, but nigel wants an answer from you as a commandant rather than a bartender

he ends up poisoning you and leaves, nocti arrives a little while later after discovering what the plan is for this town in the next few days

i remembered that before we split up i told him not to be reckless, but in the end i was the one that was careless and ended up in this miserable condition. i no longer had the strength to stand, so i could only slide down to the edge of the bar. at the beginning, i said big words that would make nocti return to cerberus in an honored manner… i didn’t expect to be the one to make him sad for his companions

skk: i'm sorry…. nocti….

nocti: HEY! don’t say such depressing things to me so quickly

nocti then enters a panicked state of not knowing what to do cause skk is poisoned and there's no known cure for it

nocti gritted his teeth. he didn't even know how to give first aid. he regretted not learning more about first aid from vera before

GOT ME SOBBING, EMOTIONALLY DAMAGED, SHATTERED INTO PIECES

you tell nocti to go help the mayor cause if the mayor dies the town will fall

nocti is in pure disbelief that at a time like this you're more worried about someone else and he refused to leave you here

after some reassuring nocti goes ahead and takes care of what's going on in town and immediately after checks if you’re still ok

he hears a painful scream in his communication device and he SPRINTS back to where you are and finds both vera and 21 there attempting to take care of you

21 comments on how nocti is a lot more powerful ITS BECAUSE HIS LOVER IS DYING RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM AND HE WANTS TO SAVE THEM BUT DOESN'T KNOW HOW

there’s an encounter with the purifying force, wanting nocti dead since they believe he’s the cause of their aircraft crashing

you tell them that it isn’t his fault and after essentially a stare down between the purifying force and cerberus, the purifying force leaves you all alone since they trust you (thank the overlords for you working with them before and gaining a good work relationship)

you, cerberus, max, and vann think of a plan on what to do next now that you all know where nigel might be located

nocti will go and fight nigel alone since it’s the reason he even came here in the first place while the rest defend the town

you establish a m.i.n.d. connection with nocti, which in turn gives him the poison as well since you’re basically almost a walking corpse at this point

the fact that nocti, with NO hesitation, established a connection with you makes it LOUD AND CLEAR that he will stick with you no matter what even if it leads to his death

cue another hand holding scene, and nocti leaves

vera and 21 get very VERY concerned over your health, yet you’re still adamant about keeping the connection with nocti

21: they want to keep a deep m.i.n.d connection w nocti

vera: DO YOU WANT TO DIE?! if you're deeply connected, your consciousness will be completely bound to him…. if he dies, you also die

skk: he… needs….. me…..

this is LITERALLY a moment where one cares more about their partner THAN THEIR OWN WELL-BEING ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

transitioning over to nocti’s side, he finally confronts nigel

nigel mentions that in order to cure the commandant he needs to be killed, but just HEARING that name come out of his mouth made nocti more full of rage than he’s ever had

this part alone SCREAMED nocti being like "you do NOT have the right to say my partner's name after what you did to them, i am no longer doing this for myself, i'm doing this FOR THEM"

so anyways nocti gets his ass beat 💀💀, nigel lecturing him that he’s still confused and is only driven by anger

the cutscene if you wanna watch it

"commandant… you must be disappointed with me…. damn it… are you mad at me? haha.. me too…. leave everything to me from now on. let’s make that bastard taste our true wrath, partner..."

“i can’t die here yet…. my partner is still waiting for me to come back.”

similar to 21's comment earlier, nigel notices how nocti's steps aren't noisy and chaotic anymore, but steady, firm, and powerful now BECAUSE HIS PARTNER IS ROOTING FOR HIM TO WIN AND HE NEEDED THAT BOOST OF ENCOURAGEMENT... THAT'S WHY YOU WERE SO ADAMANT WITH KEEPING A M.I.N.D. CONNECTION WITH NOCTI

this whole fight scene had me SCREAMING

“my partner and i will use all our strength… to beat you to pieces”

if you still haven’t gotten it DO YOU SEE IT NOW??? HIS MAN IS FULLY DRIVEN TO HIS FULL POTENTIAL BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU AND WANTS TO.. NO... NEEDS TO COME BACK TO YOU

nocti wins and nigel essentially retreats but with a new found respect for his brother

but before he retreats he asks nocti the same question he asked you: what’s the difference between humans and constructs

he gives his own answer and guesses yours (since he was rather confident enough with knowing a lot on how you think) and it boils down to them having the same answer but different font

the place nocti and nigel were fighting in collapses, forcing nocti to leave and never see nigel again

you and nocti are back in the hotel room recovering, and a few locals come in to beg nocti to stay and not go back to babylonia

“but i made a promise with my partner, i want to return to cerberus in a dignified manner…”

after more silly banter everyone leaves you and nocti alone to rest, but neither of you can sleep

nocti brings up the question nigel asked him, and you gave him your actual answer, which is pretty close to what he guessed

nocti: haha… just as i thought, i know you better

skk: but maybe i know you better. for example, what you look like when you’re drunk

nocti: WHAT?! DID I DO ANYTHING WEIRD WHEN I WAS DRUNK???

skk: forget it, stop talking, i’m sleepy

nocti: HEY!! TELL ME NOW!!!!

he’s a literal blushing mess after you told him you saw him drunk

your honor this is literally a newly wed couple

gotta of course mention his affection story so read here for a summary of that as well

the way he ONLY uses the best quality and probably most expensive ingredients to make your food

nocti giving a damn about this whole pancake thing only because YOU care

LIKE HE'S PUTTING HIS PREFERENCES ASIDE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY

MORE HAND HOLDINGGG this time in the form of you helping him mold the pancake shape +bonus nocti blushing

both literally wanting to do the whole working at a bar thing together again in the future that is like PEAK ENDGAME for their marriage

+bonus boss being supportive and naming the new drink and dish that was made after you and nocti

the whole affection story just very clearly and vividly plays out nocti and skk working together flawlessly at the bar like their chemistry was SO GOOD !!!!

very sorry for any grammar errors i'm very hyperfixated on him rn and i needed to scream about it somewhere

anyways thank you for coming to my ted talk i will now think of nocti in a wedding dress /hj

[tomboyyyaoi]

ever notice how vash only does the -_- face when hes being gentle or vulnerable? do u think its an effort to avoid eye contact? or hide his feelings and keep a strong façade? just thinking that the scene where hes thanking meryl for how strong shes being is the first one where he looks directly at her while theyr idk having a moment ig like during their lil hug n fistbump, eyes closed, kneeling down to say goodbye to her while she was panicking, eyes closed, their reunion post timeskip, eyes closed. but the falling feathers scene the eyes are open, him making his promise after that, eyes open, do u think its like. a bridge being crossed. like hes breaking past his fear of closeness. idk. someone tranquillize me

[beanibon]

I saw that your requests are open and you also write angst. Can you write about how Vash is head over heels in love with Reader but keeps his crush to himself? he tries to ignore the feelings and doesn't want to feel anything for Reader because unlike him, Reader is human and has a short life span and it means he will lose her one day. The thought of losing her, but also suppressing his feelings, hurts Vash. But every day he falls more in love with her. Maybe with a bittersweet ending? Also I love your writing soooo much <33333

Oooooh I love me some angst! And this is absolutely perfect!

TW: Angst

Let's Remain Friends

The sound of laughter left Vash not only laughing alongside, but caused immense sorrow. Your voice everytime it called his name had his heart skip a beat, but it also made it long for the chance to have you forever by his side.

Vash loved you, he longed for you. After years of traversing this desolate plain of sand, he found someone he couldn't stop adoring. That was you.

There was small issue: you were human.

Of course he admired humans, lived among them unlike his brother. But they didn't live as long as he did, and he couldn't bring himself to confess only to watch you leave him behind once your time came.

The moment you joined the gang he was drawn to you, the way you smiled, the way you and Meryl gossiped loudly enough for everyone to hear, and the way you looked at him. Vash longed to just hold you tightly, kissing you long into the night, but he knew he couldn't handle the pain of losing another loved one.

"Hey, you feeling okay?" You appeared by his side, sitting besides him as he stared out at the vast desert wasteland.

Pulling his eyes away, looking towards you, he offered a smile. There was no way he could confess, look you in the eye and tell him he loved you. The fear of watching you grow old and leave him behind played over in his mind, so he just told a tiny white lie.

"Yeah, just nervous about seeing Nai after all these years. We use to be so close as kids, now look at us." Vash sighed, internally beating himself up for lying to your face.

You smiled sweetly at him, placing a hand on his and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Such a simple action had Vash's heart skip a beat, masking it with a sad smile.

"I'll always be here for you Vash, if you ever need a friend to talk to, I'm here." You laugh lightly. "You can't get rid of lil me that easily."

Vash laughs, though it holds no real joy, looking at your shining form in the moonlight. You were like an angel, beautiful and glowing.

Looking into your eyes, Vash held back his tears. You'll be here for him. . . As a friend?

Pain replaced his hearts longing throbs, smile faltering as you stood after giving him a quick hug, saying goodnight to the plant. The moment you were out of earshot, Vash allowed a few tears to fall down his cheeks.

"At least, I can keep you as friend. . . I'm sorry Y/N."

[deludedfantasy]

Trimax Vol 5 Ch 4-6

Ok, it's incredibly late and I have a flight to catch tomorrow but I desperately need to get these thoughts out before I leave. AKA I continue being emotionally devastated by Trigun.

Ch 4

I didn’t catch on my first read through that Meryl is also witnessing Vash’s memories! But she seems to be getting more than just July. She’s also seeing little Vash. I wonder how much of his past she ends up seeing. Does it include his time on the ship before the Big Fall? How much does she learn about him here?

Also lil baby Vash!!

Did Hoppred rig the whole building to blow so he could take Vash down with him as a last resort?

Wolfwood needs to stop pointing his gun at Milly right now. He’s trying so hard to protect her and keep her alive, but I hate that his first thought is to go for physical threats. The thing is, I think Milly knows he would never actually pull the trigger on her. She’s still so brave for how she faces up to him though and never breaks eye contact with him, even with a gun in her face.

Me, trying to make myself feel better by telling myself that at least Vash used his angel powers to save his friends rather than accidentally kill them this time.

I hate how Midvalley talks about Vash, calling him “it” and “a thing.” He’s spent so much time around Knives that he can’t comprehend Independent Plants as anything other than destructive monsters. There’s a certain significance to the fact that he’s saying this to Wolfwood, who up until recently might have held a similar view. But he doesn’t agree with Midvalley anymore and it serves as an interesting mirror moment for Wolfwood’s character. 

A wild Legato appears! On the world’s weirdest motorcycle with his assistant. Once again I ask, who are they??

Actually, why is he even here? Is he mad that he’s been kept away from the action?

I gotta give Nightow a lot of credit here. It fucking hurts that Legato manipulates Hoppred into shooting Midvalley. I have a lot of sympathy for both these characters and they shared an interesting camaraderie. Midvalley might be the closest thing Hoppred’s had to a friend in a long time and Legato just made him kill him! They might be villains and they may be after our main character but I don’t hate them or want them to die or suffer like this. 

Ch 5

Eldritch Vash! Eldritch Vash! I know it’s horrifying for him, but man, do I love me some uncanny, eldritch character transformations. Give me more of that cosmic horror, baby!

Legato crying because he’s horrified that anyone would betray Knives…he’s just sooooo. He truly is a character of all time. The toxic loyalty and devotion is truly something to witness.

Again, I ask, where does Wolfwood keep pulling handguns from??? His tits???

Oh Vash, is losing it. His eyes are completely white and devoid of anything but rage. 

This is just like that scene from Pirates of the Caribbean.

Oh!! Is this the panel that inspired creature Vash? Love that it’s from such an intense scene. He’s just so shaped. 

Damn, Meryl!! Breaking the Mexican standoff. 

What I can’t tell is if Vash pushed her up, encouraging her to do it because he knew it would be a surprise or if she popped up herself. There’s something in the way this panel is drawn that suggests she’s shocked at being pushed out of feathers.

Oh shit, did Legato just get half his face blasted off???

Manipulating Midvalley’s dead body is…a lot, Legato. That’s a lot.

Oh no, not the Angel Arm again! 

Interrupted by random giant nail? Looks like someone’s coming to join the party…

Ch 6

I’M STRESSED OUT. Meryl is stuck and Vash is stuck in a meltdown he can’t control. Things ain’t looking good here.

Oh Vash, oh no. He’s in so, so much pain almost constantly from what he’s done. This is what he’s been hiding behind all those sad smiles and goofy jokes. It’s a wonder he manages to keep himself going. 

Vash’s imaginary (I think) conversation with Knives as he gains control of himself is gonna make me cry. All that pain and all that guilt, he could easily disappear into it and never find his way out. But he pulls himself back because he’s not done yet, he still has things to do and people he cares about and things he believes in above all else.

And he’s so unsure of his mission! He’s been proven wrong so many times and he’s fucked up beyond measure. But he knows people are kind, and just for that little kindness that was shown to him, he wants to give people a second chance, he wants to give humanity a chance to be saved. Oh God, it’s too late at night for me to be reading this.

Soooo, Legato was not supposed to be there and Elendira has just killed his handy-dandy transport assistant. I always find it interesting when the heroes of a story don’t technically win. In this case, one of their own opponents gets rid of a threat for them, mostly because Knives doesn’t want Vash dead just yet. Or ever, probably. He just wants that man to suffer. 

I will give Elendira, she is very cool and I might be a little in love with her.

Vash has so much compassion, that even as Hoppred wishes uncountable suffering on him, he still holds his hand, so he doesn’t die alone. He caused Hoppred’s pain. He understands it. He can’t fix it, but he does what he can. 

Ah, Milly is ok!!! I was wondering where she went. 

Again, so much compassion. He buries the people who were trying to kill them and gives them grave markers, a final resting place. Wolfwood would’ve just left them where they fell. But he is contemplating his existence, as usual when he’s confronted by Vash’s immensely caring heart. We love to see it.

[smokeygrayrabbits]

I have no explanation for this, but it needs to be out of my notes app.

I've been thinking about modern au trigun. stampede specifically but take your pick.

just . . . divorced dad vibes older brother knives trying to spoil the heck out of tiny little broke vash who is moved out on his own and is also really bad at money

like,,,, maybe SEEDS was a cutting edge tech company from forever ago. maybe vash and knives are still immortal, and so when the giant rich company that raised them (experimentation? adoption? who knows.) went under after a massive fire, vash and nai saverem inherit everything. but it's locked away until they turn 18 because idk bank stuff or something, so they're functionality broke, homeless orphans for a while. maybe vash lost his arm in the fire or something. maybe the sold it for parts idk.

little genius babies become the only plant engineers in the world overnight, with plants having been a new cutting edge technology only in development by the seeds corporation. baby nai starts inventing stuff and maybe becomes a mob/cult boss or something and drags them out of poverty.

nai wants to get back to the tech industry luxury and rebuild, vash has fallen in love with humanity and life and wants to live with the people and be part of society.

they grow up. nais doing some sketchy stuff and is now the head of his own company. vash is,,, idk college maybe? couch surfing? NO I GOT IT! HES LIVING OUT OF A VAN!!! for fun, but also because it's how he grew up and he feels most at home on the road not in the big empty house where nai is never home.

nai is very exasperated by his brothers lifestyle choices, but also very over protective, so he's always sending vash fancy expensive things and making sure vash has connections wherever he goes.

also!! vash wasn't/isn't oblivious to nais illegal dealings. he helped him run the mob for years when they were younger, but never liked the violent side of it

he mostly delt with like, maintaining relationships between smaller local gangs and organizations in other cities, all of whom adore the funky lil baby who would come visit them and consult on their crimes

so yeah. rich people wanna be the saverems, and crimy broke people love them! (because of course any mob partially run by vash would take care of the community). nai makes a point of bringing people from his illegal buissness into his fully legal and very profitable professional one, mostly at vash's request and recommendation.

after a while of this, vash is like "I wanna see the world!! :D".

nai is very worried about this. his baby brother is leaving the nest!!! nai knows how dangerous the world is, heck, he runs half the danger! but vash is stubborn AF so he goes on tour.

probably ends up meeting Meryl and wolfwood and Roberto and/or Milly somewhere along the line, all of whom are very confused about the rich tech mogul who lives in a van and eats packaged ramen with wagyu beef. Meryl smells a story. Roberto smells a rat. wolfwood is a simp.

shenanigans ensue.

throw in a little livio tried to steal from one of nais operations, and to work it off wolfwood took the fall and now has to babysit vash.

nai looked at wolfwood and was like "ah yes, protective big brother, knows how to do hard things for the greater good. he will be good to teach vash the importance of sacrifice" or something, but then on their first time meeting wolfwood watched vash bribe a cop, threaten a mob boss, and inhale a whole box of really shitty gas station donuts within like 2 hours and was head over heels immediately.

at some point, nai gets kidnapped or something and is freaking out about who will look after vash now, only for vash to come in and save the day really epically

nai remains in denial and sobs all over him.

nai also totally like, flys his private jet out to wherever vash is when he's having a bad day because he's a fraud and is actually just as big of a baby as vash is

after wolfwood and vash get over their inevitable idiots to lovers arc, wolfwood will randomly wake up on the floor of their little van bed to find that nai kicked him out in the middle of the night with no warning that he was gonna show up

nai sends them anniversary or holiday gifts and vash gets like, a truckload of super expensive currated stuff and wolfwood gets a handful of Cheerios nai found a pigeon eating on the subway that's shaped like a middle finger or something

or like, a half eaten hotpocket

motherfucker would give wolfwood a half eaten cup of instant noodles

or just the empty styrofoam cup which nai saw a pigeon eating, it reminded him of wolfwood, so he went over to personally wrestle the cup away from the winged rat. in a buissness suit. in the middle of the day. it was videoed, which then went viral.

sticky note on top "happy holidays fuck you wolfwood"

that link was the best present Wolfwoof ever got. he teared up a little.

vash was touched by the amount of effort nai put into wolfwoods present. he did it personally Nick! that means he likes you!

wolfwood does not believe it for a second.

[spacebeyonce]

I come bearing wip wednesday. the usual wip. a lil bit of flirting.

The bar was as crowded as ever, voices rising and falling like a wave; a few eyes turned their way when they entered, and while most looked away, there were some whose eyes stayed on them, lingering -- on her. It was startling, the sudden weight of those eyes, eyes that barely looked twice the night before, and Meryl starts to take a step back, but is stopped by a warm hand pressing into the small of her back. Meryl's head snaps up, and she finds Vash closer than she expected, hovering over her as he stared back at all the eyes that lingered, prolonged, until they turned away.

When his eyes turn to her, they're warm, and he smiles. "Let's go sit," he offers, and she tries not to shiver at the feel of his thumb brushing lightly against her back. There's a burst of laughter over by the bar, forcing Meryl to break eye contact to turn towards the noise; she finds Wolfwood, sitting by the bar and chatting up the person sitting next to him. Her eyes search across the bar as Vash leads her to a table, automatic, until she finds Roberto, sitting at one of the tables by the windows and writing in his little notebook, flipping between pages. She notices the empty glass by his elbow and sighs, annoyed, and he must have felt his eyes on him, because Roberto raises his head, looking her right in the eye. His eyes move back and forth between her and Vash, taking in how close they were to each other, and he lets out a sigh so deep Meryl could almost hear it over the noise, shaking his head and raising a hand to get the barkeep's attention.

Meryl sucks on her teeth, displeased, and the noise catches Vash's attention, his eyes sliding over to where she was looking. He laughs quietly at the sight of the barkeep placing a full glass of whisky at Roberto's side, "guess stealing his flask didn't work, huh?"

They're at their table, now -- a spot by the windows, tucked in the more shadowy corners of the bar; Vash pulls out a chair for her, and gestures for Meryl to sit. "All that drinking is why he looks so old," she grumbles, sitting down, "he's gonna die from pickling his liver so much! And - and he took away our second rest day because I took his dumb flask!" She huffs in outrage, the gust of air blowing her bangs away from her forehead, "see if I keep trying to protect his health, that grumpy old man."

There was a scrape of wood, Vash pulling his own chair back, and he takes a seat next to her, which makes her grumbling stop short. The chair creaks quietly under his weight, and Meryl blinks rapidly at him as he rests his elbow on the table, cupping his chin in hand as he smiles. Her thoughts fly away, quicker than a candle flame going out, and she tries to remember what she'd been grumbling about in the first place as, once again, the reality of just how big Vash is washes over her. She's been wondering, lately, if the jacket he wears is supposed to make him appear smaller; it doesn't really work, in her opinion -- to her, it only emphasizes the width of his shoulders, the narrowness of his waist --

Meryl knows she's blushing, now -- she can feel it under her skin, prickly and itchy. She licks her lips, the skin suddenly feeling dry. "What are you staring for?" She asks, trying not to fidget. Vash's smile widens.

"You look nice," he says, repeating what he said at the inn, "I'm just enjoying the view is all."

Meryl feels the blush crawling down her neck, and she scoffs, silently scolding herself over how quick she's folded as she sharply turns her head, looking outside. "Flatterer," she mumbles, "keep trying and maybe you'll get somewhere."

"I hope so."

There was something in his voice, as he said that -- it made the hairs on her neck stand on end, a full body shiver running through her as she shifts in place, her attempt at looking unaffected dead in the water before she could even try. "A lot of talking up and no follow through," she quips, turning her head enough to cut him a look, "I see a lot of chatting up and not a lot of dinner. Isn't that why we're here?"

"Can't I do both?" Vash shoots back, but he raises a hand, a silent call for the barkeep's attention

[dapper-shipping-forever]

After a drink

Vash gets a little drunk during the night, Gill makes sure he gets to the his hotel safely and helps him. Just soft lowkey pampering Vash. That's the whole thing lmao

Enjoy 🌸

💜💜💜

---

The boys had agreed to meet them at a specific time, by a specific building. That was nearly an hour ago. Not seeing the boys, Gillian and Meryl decided to go and look for the two of them.

The town was shadowed and dark, night time having long come out. There wasn't many people outside right now, save a few strays. A figure appeared, stumbling and swaying as if drunk; illuminated by the moon light only, Gillian thought it was something random alcoholic until she saw the familiar shade of his coat and the sun kissed hair hanging across his blushed face and recognized her beloved Vash.

"Ah, that's what those two have been doing." Gillian said.

 Meryl looked out. "Hm?" Then saw him as well. She groaned. "Seriously, they got drunk tonight." She sighs with her hand planted on her hip. "Boys."

Gillian walks faster. "Let's go."

When they approach, Vash notices them. His face alights when he sees Gill, and she can get a better look at just how drunk the Stampede actually is. She also sees that his prosthetic arm is draped across his neck, like a scarf.

"Gillian !" He steps, no he stumbles, forward and hugs, no falls, onto her. The arm he can't misplace wraps around her form. "I missed you !" 

She can't help but groan when Vash latches onto her. Not because he's holding her, she loves that, but because her back has to bend to support his full body weight he puts onto her to keep him from falling to the ground on top of her. "Hey, Vash; missed you. Have an exciting night?"

"Mhm ! I drank just a lil at a nice bar."

"Just a lil, huh?"

"Just a lil."

"Alright, heavyweight." Gill says. Vash stands as she adjusts her arms, keeping them close in case he needs steadying quickly. "Why's your arm around your neck? That's a bit higher than I saw it previous, yeah."

"It fell off." He says.

"It fell off? By itself?"

"Mmmmmmmmm, yeah." She assumes the way he bobs his entire body is supposed to be just him moving his head.

"Alrighty; I can get that back on in a sec."

"Hey." Meryl says. "Just where is the other one?"

Gill looks around. She's right. The other one, being wolfwood, isn't around.

"Where'd he go?" She asks.

Vash looks around. "Um. Hm, where is he?" He brings a finger to his lip.

Gill breathes out. These men, huh. "Meryl?" She ask.

"Yeah, I'm on it." She says, walking off as she says it.

She's already come to Vash's side and gotten him to put his right arm around her. "Thank you. I've got Vash." She grabs his prosthetic to keep it from falling.

"We gonna go for a walk?" Vash asks.

"Yeah. Can you walk, darling?"

Vash takes a few clumsy steps, and Gill keeps him going mostly straight. She guides him to lean on a close wall, first.

"This wall feels warm." Vash notes astutely.

"Yeah? That's good. Stay just like that, baby." She moves from his right arm to where his left arm normally is. She has to mess around with the sleeve and shove his prosthetic blindly into it to get it to where it goes on. Moving it around, she hears a soft click. It feels like that's right. "Can you move it, baby?"

Vash brings his prosthetic hand before his face, concentrating rather intently as he stares at it and makes it open and close a few times. "Yup."

"Good." Gill goes back to her spot under his arm, getting him away from the wall this time. "Let's get you into bed."

"I like beds."

"Me too ! You're gonna love this. Now keep walking, darling. Come on, straight."

It takes several minutes, several longer than it should've of Vash almost falling, getting giggly, and latching back onto her and not letting her move, repeatedly and often.

She gets him to his door, getting out from under his arm. She checks that he's steady, turns, then immediately turns back and grabs him when she catches him falling backwards. She leans him next to the door, his head bonking back quietly on the wall. "Do you have your key, baby?"

He pats at his coat several times, astoundingly he produces the key. "Here."

"Thank you, darling." She unlocks his door and herds him onto the bed. He sits with a flop, leaning onto his legs. "Now, let's get you ready for bed tonight." 

She gets on the floor in front of him and grabs his shoe, tugging it off. She tugs off the second and he falls backwards onto the bed. He laughs. "Whoops, this is soft." The beds aren't particularly soft.

Gill chuckles. Drunk Vash is a bit of a party, almost constantly laughing and wanting to talk or get into something. He's cute, as always. Right now she needs to get him to cooperate. "Come on, we gotta get your coat off too before you can get in bed." She stands, reaching for his hand that he willingly holds out and grabbing it to tug his, heavy, body upright.

She removes the shoulder armor and then wiggles him out of his coat. Next, she removes his holster and gun. She sets them nicely aside.

She stands in front of him, about to reach for his glasses as well.

Vash gazes at her with his head tipped back. The light seems to be perfectly placed to halo her body.

"You're pretty." He says.

She pauses in her spot, mind quickly empty save for the words you're pretty big and loud. She giggles awkwardly. "You're prettier." She says.

"You think I'm pretty?" He says in awe.

She giggles again, less awkward now. "Super pretty, Vash."

He coos, delighted. Then he seems to remember what he'd said before. "But not as pretty as you. Not like you." He says.

If he wasn't drunk, the softness would've immobilized her. It leaves her speechless momentarily, and she has to look away. Her cheeks nearly as blushing as his. She coughs in her throat. "Thank you, Vash." She almost forgets what she'd been doing.

Taking his glasses, she steps back. She wants to stay close, though. She has to remember he's drunk.

"I gotta shower." He says, trying to stand.

Gill stops him. "Nope; you can shower tomorrow. I'd rather you not slip and slide drunk as you are; plus, it's good to get you moving again tomorrow morning.

"Hm, I'm smelly."

"Yeah, but I like you despite being smelly."

"That's sweet. You're sweet. You're too nice."

She closes his glasses, setting them neatly with all his stuff. "To be honest, Vash, you had me worried. We were all supposed to meet a while ago. I hadn't known you went drinking. I thought maybe you might've been hurt, ran into danger, or something. I can't stand it when I'm not sure whether you're safe or not." Maybe she hovers too much, but the dangers of the sands are often drawn to Vash, and she's promised to always be there when he needs her. Not knowing where he was drove her nuts earlier. She hears him sniffle, and hurriedly looks back at him crying, his entire face contorted by his upset frown. "Whoa, Vash; why're you crying !?"

Vash sniffles again, head following her as she moves in front of where he sits. "I'm sorry I made you worry, Gillian." He says between drunk sobbing. "I shouldn't have gone out drinking and not come back on time."

"Awe, Vash." She says. "I'm not mad that you went out drinking. I'm not upset at you, period. I just worry. I care about you, lots, yeah." Gill wipes away his tears gently.

He sniffs again. "Why do you care about me?" His voice thick.

"I just do. There's nothing able to change that, you couldn't if you or anyone tried." She says. She pets his hair, letting him relax. "Better now, Vash?"

"Yes." He says, eyes dry.

"Good, now let's get you to bed." She says.

"Mkay." He mumbles, the partying wore him out.

"Here we go." She puts her hands on his shoulders, guiding him under the covers. She brings the covers to his shoulders, making sure he's covered and snug. "All set?"

"I am." He wiggles deeper into his covers.

"Excellent. Now, I'm gonna take your gun and clean it for you, and bring it back before you wake. Then in the morning, I'm gonna come back with some breakfast and a water for you and see how you are. I've seen your hangovers already." She laughs. "Now, sleep for a while."

His hand reaches out and grabs her hand, those big puppy eyes staring right into her being and holding her there. "What about you stay?"

She tenses, the idea slowly flustering her as more of the implications settle in her mind. She remembers sharing a bed with him before; if he latches onto her like that stone cold sober, she's not sure she's prepared for how cuddly drunk him might get at night. "No, I should go for the night. But I promise to come back soon. Alright?" She reassures him.

He pouts obviously. "Alright."

She can't help but chuckle at him like this. "Good boy." She pets his hair again, leaving her hand in it's place as she leans in to leave a kiss on his hair.

He hums, softly. "Thank you."

She smiles. "You're welcome." She steps back, grabbing his gun and his key before walking to the door. "I'm taking your key also to let myself in tomorrow, doubt you're gonna use it. Good night."

"Good night." He tiredly says.

Gill feels soft simply being around him, him allowing her to help him. His actions tend to put her into a good mood. 

She opens the door to step out. As soon as it's open, she hears someone yell. "Ugh, just cooperate !"

Peeking out, she sees Meryl. Being shoved forward by the annoyed Meryl, is a laughing, drunk wolfwood not budging. His back is bent above Meryl as she tries shouldering him forward. But he looses footing, stumbling forward and falling in a pile on the ground. Hasn't stopped him from laughing. 

Meryl puts her hands on her hips. "Utterly ridiculous." She blows some hair away from her face. She looks like she needs a drink now herself.

"Need a bit of a hand?" She steps out into the hall.

She looks visibly relieved, shoulders slumping and head thrown back. "Yes ! Please."

Of course. Shaking her head, amused, she walks to them. She watches him try and fail to lift himself off the ground. Though, glancing around, something is missing. Awe man.

"Wait, where's your cross?" She asks wolfwood.

"Uuuuuuuuum. Iono." He drawls.

The two girls exchange looks. They each bend and grab an arm, dragging him upright.

After getting him in bed, the girls then spend the next while hauling his cross along the sand. Meryl pushing and Gill pulling and neither particularly skilled at it.

The next morning, Gill comes back to Vash's room. She makes sure she knocks before unlocking the door. She pokes her head in. "Vash? Are you awake?"

Vash groans. He's sitting upright in bed, knees folded towards him and head lowered above them. She smiles softly.

She approaches, carefully adjusting the bag and cup she holds.

Vash opens his eyes enough to acknowledge her. "Hey."

"Hey." She says, quietly to not hurt him. "Good morning, darling. Sleep alright?"

"Eh, well enough." He groans again, the light from his window hitting his face.

Gill coos, sympathetic. "Here, I brought you a glass of water." She hands it to him and he takes a small sip, gratefully. "Drink some of that first. Then I brought you a bagel." She holds out the brown bag, setting it on the bed next to him. "Figured something kinda plain and like easy would be the best. Try not to upset your stomach." 

With that presented, she makes sure his curtains are fully closed, shoes softly padding on the floor.

She watches him gulp some of his water, letting out a breath as he finishes. "Did wolfwood get back alright?" He says after a minute.

She remembers hauling wolfwood into bed; Meryl left almost as quick as he was in, but Gill had made sure he was settled to. "Yeah, he did; we made sure."

Vash hums. The bagel he takes a few little nibbles of, but he stops after that. "Sorry, it's good just gotta give it a bit. Thank you."

"No worries. Keep drinking some water; I doubt you drank much if any yesterday night."

He smiles sheepishly. "Pretty sure that's a no." He laughs dryly.

She shakes her head. "Figured. That's alright. I mean, next time try, but just drink some water now. Feeling any better?"

He grimaces. "I'm alright."

"Uhuh, that's Vash for you feel like crap right now." She says, walking back to him; she kneels on the floor beside him, leaning her head on her closed hand. "Awe, baby." She reaches her other to his head, starting at his forehead and petting his hair back repeatedly and gently.

"No, but," He sighs relieved. "Keep doing that, it feels cool, it's nice." His face holds a soft blush, and she thinks it's more from embarrassment than a hangover.

"Yeah? Just like that?" She smiles, a little teasing. She presses her palm on his forehead, softly moving her thumb in place.

She feels him lean further into her palm, softly moving his head in agreement. "Yeah, just like that." 

"Alright, I can do that. Anything for you." She means it.

Vash is silent for a little while, just leaning on her palm. She notices a small frown on his face, somewhat thoughtful seeming. "Sorry. I mean, thank you, but sorry you gotta help me out like this. I'm," He pauses, chewing his bottom lip. "Not used to people doing this." 

Gill's face softens. She knows how frequently Vash gets chased around, run out of towns more often than he gets welcomed into any. He gives everything and receives nothing. She hates that. She'd give him everything, anything to have him be happy, genuinely honestly happy. "You know it's my job to make you used to it, baby." Her thumb continues caressing his temple. "I'm right here, Vash, always."

He looks sheepish, unsure how to respond. "Thank you, Gillian."

She hums, content. "Of course, darling."

He's quiet again, but then opens his mouth a few times to shape his thought. "You know I'm here for you, too. Anything you need." His hand finds her free hand and wraps around it firmly.

"I know that." She brings the hand he put on her's to her lips and lightly kisses kiss metal knuckles. She barely hears his breath hitch. "Ah, darling, you're the sweetest man there is."

He laughs awkwardly, scratching his undercut. "Am I?"

"Mhm ! The sweetest forever." She sing songs. "Now, keep drinking your water. I want you feeling better soon."

He chuckles. "Alright, I promise."

She'd keep her own promise too, to always be there and care for her Vash. He may not realize how deep rooted her feelings are, but she does and she's going to show every bit of that love. They talk softly and quietly, Vash nearly forgets his own hangover being with her, Gill making sure he feels safe and warm.

[anachronistic-falsehood]

ok ok. fuck it. trigun voltron au

livio, meryl, and milly are senior students at wherever the fuck. the garrison?? i can't remember what it's called i haven't watched it in years. anyway meryl's a pilot, milly is a mechanic, livio and razlo are their tech guy. lina is there and she's like 14 but she's actively lying about her age so she can try to get into the senior programs and go into space to find her long lost brother figure, who is apparently an alien and crash landed to earth a little over two years ago and then went back into space. she's hanging with wolfwood a lot. wolfwood is very keith. he dropped out a while ago because he is also coincidentally looking for an alien he met two years ago but the garrison won't let him go into space for Reasons. more under the cut bc this is getting Long

shenanigans ensue and all five of them find the blue lion. lina is like "whoa this thing is talking to me" and finds that she can pilot the blue lion and they go into fucking space and end up on another planet?? terrifying!! but they end up finding this big fuckin. castle lookin spaceship. and instead of having the dramatic "alien wakes up from cryo sleep and falls into the arms of their love interest" thing, vash is fucking walking around in his pyjamas eating food goo and crashes into wolfwood in the middle of a hallway and there's food goo everywhere and it's hilarious. wolfwood is like "YOU!! YOU'RE THE FUCKING ALIEN I SAW. WHO ARE YOU" but vash is like "OH MY GOD LINA???" and they have a wonderful heartwarming reunion and wolfwood is still wondering what the fuck vash is

vash gets dressed and takes them to the main area to explain some things. there's like a full flashback episode which showcases him fresh out of cryosleep (he was like scheduled to wake up centuries in the future or something just go with it) and learning (via a dead rem hologram's instructions) that he has to find the locations of the voltron lions to ready them for their paladins because the galaxy needs voltron or somethin. idk. but he crash lands on earth bc he knows nothing about piloting a pod and lina and sheryl find him and take care of him until he's better. he's like a cryptid and wolfwood (while out skipping class or w/e) sees vash on the horizon and is like "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU??" and is convinced that whatever he saw was Not Human. he tries to tell the people at the garrison abt it but they're like "nah" and he eventually drops out in hopes that he can find the alien on his own.

vash explains to them about the alteans, and the galra trying to take over the universe, and VOLTRON!! and he's like "i feel like you guys are the paladins but idk so let's just go find the lions and see who clicks with who. fun bonding experience!!!!"

lina pilots them to all the different places they need to get the lions at, and they each have their own cool lil moments :3 in the jungle finding the green lion, meryl tells the others that she can hear a voice and they allow her to take the lead, and u know that scene with pidge jumping down to get the lion?? that but with meryl!! also milly findin the yellow lion and screaming in a panic as she plows through galra ships like they're nothing. they're so silly <3

and then!!! and then they're rescuing the red lion from a galra ship (i think the red lion was kept by the galra?? can't remember) and none of them can hear the lion. vash says that's ok, the red lion is very tempermental, she'll need to speak to one of you first before she chooses a paladin bc she's very picky. but?? neither ww nor livio can hear her??? and neither can vash so it's not like she picked him. but razlo has been casually hovering near the front bc lots of dangerous situations, gotta keep livio safe, and he's like "hey. hey liv. can you?? hear that???" and livio's like "???? hear what???" and there are galra soldiers trying to break down the door and liv is like this close to panicking so razlo's like ok FUCK IT and shoves his way to the front to protect livio, but as soon as he's there the lion's eyes light up and she fucking MOVES. and razlo is fucking ecstatic as he climbs into the pilot seat and goes full speed ahead and livio's quietly like "ohhhhh. ok. so do i not get a lion then. ok whatever im not upset or anything" and he's reallyyyy trying hard not to be upset bc razlo never seems to get anything, yk. livio's the one whose name is on their pilot license, he's the one with the engineering degree, only ww knows about razlo, so like. he feels selfish for wanting this too so he tries to just. let razlo have this. (and that's like the basis of his and razlo's character arcs, razlo letting himself have a life outside of being a shield for livio, and livio proving himself as a copilot of the red lion and earning her trust and this almost makes me want to write a fic istg)

wolfwood is the paladin of the black lion, and they go back to the castle to let her out (i think they needed the other four to unlock her?? or something??? idk) knives isn't a galra but he's posing as one and the gung ho guns are his right hand guys. also wolfwood is part galra (i'm sorry he's so keith coded) and maybeeee.... wolfwood had more of a reason to try finding vash than he originally let on.......... (he was hired to find and kill vash. it did not go well. he fell in love instead <3)

when wolfwood dies, vash pilots the black lion in his stead. ok that's all thank youuuuu <3

[qnewsau]

Megan Rapinoe and Sue Bird to adapt 'Cleat Cute' into tv series

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Megan Rapinoe and Sue Bird to adapt 'Cleat Cute' into tv series

Sapphic romance novel Cleat Cute is set to be adapted into a television series.

Tying in perfectly with the book’s themes, Cleat Cute will be produced by former WNBA star Sue Bird and ex-U.S. Women’s Soccer captain Megan Rapinoe’s production company, A Touch More.

Cleat Cute is Meryl Wilsner’s 2023 queer romance novel that tells the story of two young soccer players.

“A sapphic rivals to lovers romcom, where two soccer teammates are at odds before falling in love as their team gears up for the World Cup,” the official synopsis reads.

“Grace Henderson has been a star of the US Women’s National Team for ten years, even though she’s only 26. But when she’s sidelined with an injury, a bold new upstart, Phoebe Matthews, takes her spot.

“22-year-old Phoebe is everything Grace isn’t—a gregarious jokester who plays with a joy that Grace lost somewhere along the way. The last thing Grace expects is to become teammates with benefits with this class clown she sees as her rival.

“Phoebe Matthews is too focused on her first season as a professional soccer player to think about seducing her longtime idol. But when Grace ends up making the first move, they can’t keep their hands off of each other.”

Wilsner, Bird and Rapinoe will serve as executive producers alongside A Touch More’s head of development Camille Bernier-Green.

The legendary couple released a joint statement and said that they were thrilled to bring the story to life.

“Having spent most of our lives on teams, we want to celebrate the ways in which relationships, both romantic and platonic are organically created through sports,” they said.

“Cleat Cute will not shy away from the messiness, occasional frustration, and undeniable beauty that come with loving the game and the players within it.”

Cleat Cute becomes sapphic sensation on ‘BookTok’

The sapphic romance novel surged in popularity through social media, largely due to the passionate ‘BookTok’ community. Credited with making reading ‘cool again’ among teenagers and young adults, BookTok has been found to significantly impact book sales.

@thedooges Cleat Cute Review: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ #merylwilsner #cleatcute #sapphicbooks #wlwbooks #romancebooks #lgbtqbooks #Inverted ♬ original sound – Julia 🎃

The announcement has been well-received by fans across social media.

cleat cute is getting turned into a series and it’s getting adapted properly 😭 IM SAT

— cass ☆ (@vaporsupremacy) April 17, 2024

megan rapinoe and sue bird backing the cleat cute adaptation? i’m sat

— Lilith 🇵🇸 (@lilytweeters) April 17, 2024

LRT i cannot stop screaming @merylwilsner‘s CLEAT CUTE in development by @atouchmore (@mPinoe‘s and @S10Bird‘s production company) pic.twitter.com/zvAGRETYv2

— surlyspice (@surlyspice) April 17, 2024

Cleat cute tv series being announced on carol day I love being lesbian

— lils 🪐🍉 (@lilszamo_) April 17, 2024

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WEREWOLF MILLY YOU SAY?? 👀👀👀

Lolol i could provide a silly lil au here for you guys. It's not super well thought out but I um watched twilight and had vampires on my brain.

So Knives and Vash are obviously vampires thats a given, but Knives is the recluse who lures people into their castle or whatever has no qualms about feeding on humans and Vash is so enamored with humans. He thinks they're so cute and only watches them from afar for years and years until he finally builds up the courage to go and hang and he realizes they're not these lil pets they're like Sentient Beings

Whatever whatever MILLY is a werewolf, has been from birth but grew up around humans. Her family is so integrated and intermixed with humans that their scent is often masked by the human pop, so Knives doesn't realize for a long time that there's a werewolf clan like Next Door

Blah blah blah something happens like Vash is persuaded into bringing humans to Knives bc they like Vash and don't know he's a vampire and Knives is a manipulator obviously sooooo Vash (whos powers are dulled bc of poor feeding habits) lures sweet "innocent" Milly to the castle. She's nice and she doesn't say no to things and Vash knows that unfortunately

Cue Knives rolling up and being like "ehehe this big woman will make a lovely meal" and then chomps down.

Milly: "wow your bite is nothing like my brother's"

Knives: My Ego... Owie

And obviously Milly knew she was being led into a trap but she's wanted to come to the castle for ages !!! But she never had the chance to go in bc 1. She's a werewolf and 2. Meryl would never let her go on her own (meryl was indisposed this time lol... out of town)

So Milly's just happy to find out she has vampire neighbors lol. She's not particularly happy that the first thing they did was bite her but Millys also not going to admit that she Kind of Liked It

I have.... yet to decide if werewolf blood is good or not to vampires

I could see Knives avoiding drinking it just out of pride and I could also integrate the idea that werewolf blood sucks but I don't wannnaaaa

I want Knives to obsess about Milly bc that's the only way he knows how to like... love? He met her once and now he can't stop thinking about her !!! And so he's gonna do some dumb things to get her back to the castle lol

Like venture into town for the first time in a century and maybe get himself into trouble and Milly and Vash have to come to his rescue lol

And I want the classic scene where she offers her blood to him and its sexy and cool !!!

Romanticize vampires ??? Who, me ?

Uh and this is the classic werewolf in that they lose themselves on the full moon every month and Milly normally locks herself up with her family and they just chill for the night

But what ifff the town figures out Milly is a wolf and they capture her and are mean and Oh No! Knives goes into a blind rage bc he can sense she's in trouble and he may or may not take down some townsfolk

(Much to Vash's dismay)

But yeah I just like the idea of Knives having gone unchallenged in his power for a long time only to have this podunk small town girl who is So Powerful just fight back against him ONE TIME and now he can't stop thinking about her.

Wolfwood and Livio are in this au but I haven't decided where I want them. I think just they'd be townsfolk that help protect the family secret.

(Oh and ofc there's a tragic "Immortal Monster Vash falls for a Human and they live their lives together but Meryl ofc is a mortal and can't live forever....." lil side aspect)

But mostly I wanted the silly scene of Knives biting an innocent town woman only to find out she's a supernatural being who tastes really good and why can't he stop thinking about her ????

Thank you for letting me indulge in this nonny lolol

[hilarychuff]

ok just for the heck of it some sansa/jonsa au casting ideas that are very much up for discussion bc i haven’t figured them out enough on my own to hoard privately to make into one of my au graphics or i just probably never will make it into an au graphic but think it’s a fun idea

just dumping A BUNCH of them under the break (like basically everyone except those i am hoarding for later/have more concrete ideas about that i might actually execute in some way) enjoy this peek into my google docs xoxoxox

13 going on 30 Jenna - sansa Matty - jon  Cat - margaery???? cersei???

Panic Heather - sansa (alayne) Lilly - robin Ray - jon Bishop - harry Natalie - myranda Dodge -

OR

Panic Heather - arya Ray - gendry? Bishop - gendry?   Natalie - sansa Dodge - jon Dodge’s sister - bran

Hocus pocus au max - jon Allison - sansa Dani - arya Thackery binx - aegon? (or brandon?) Emily binx - rhaenys? (or lyanna?) Winifred sanderson - cersei Mary sanderson - tyrion??? Lmao Sarah sanderson - jaime lmao

Big little lies Daenerys is Renata (or is Cersei Renata?? Would leave space for dany to be celeste) Margaery is Madeline Jeyne is Celeste?? Daenerys is Celeste?? Sansa is Jane?? Arya is bonnie??????

Timeless Sansa is the historian Jon is the military guy Ygritte is his dead ex Sam is the science guy Theon is the villain guy who later becomes the love interest

Dead to me Jen - arya (not cold but very firmly not warm, resting bitch face, might kill sansa but also might kill for sansa) Judy - sansa (bleeding heart, bad men, so much guilt, more than a little confessy when she’s wronged someone, potential to be kinda gay!) Ted - ???? Steve - harry hardyng? Littlefinger himself? Ramsay? Joffrey? Maybe joffrey works best? Ben - gendry (work if he’s joffrey’s “half-brother” or w/e)

Saved au Mary - sansa Cassandra - arya Roland - willas? Tyrion? Hilary Faye - Margaery? Cersei? Patrick - jon? Pastor skip - ned Mary-Louise Parker - catelyn Dean - loras? Theon? Mitch - renly? Robb? Tia - Veronica -

Don’t look under the bed Frances - sansa Darwin - bran after he falls/is pushed Albert - robb? Joann - jon with modifications so that he is a potential love interest at the end for sansa Larry - theon Zoe - margaery? Parents - ned and cat

Hunger games Katniss - jon tbh lmao Peeta - sansa Gale - ygritte? daenerys? Prim - arya? Or does it have to be bran/rickon since jon is a boy?? Maybe it’s not a boy/girl tribute thing maybe it’s just any two tributes Haymitch - tyrion? Dontos? Mance rayder? Wyman manderly? Thoughts to be thunk here with who would be in what district if we want to really get crazy Effie - varys lmfao???? Finnick - jaime lannister Johanna - daenerys? Ooooh but could be brienne if you leaned into it maybe President snow - mad king aerys? Beetee - tyrion? Rue - satin?

Grease Sandy - sansa Danny - jon Kenickie - tormund? Mance? Roger - sam Other greasers - pyp, grenn, etc Rizzo - ygritte Frenchy - gilly? Val? Idk ygritte for rizzo is really the only one that resonates i just love grease Fuck actually ygritte as the rizzo to sansa’s sandy is so good that this is worth giving some more thought The wall boys are such lil fucking nerds that they feel right for the delinquent greasers, too Although lbr jon is more of an alfalfa in the he-man woman haters’ club than he is a danny zucko Theon is more of a danny zucko but i don’t know if i want this for theonsa Anyway sansa’s whole family moved and robb is now doing athlete shit with whoever that athlete sandy briefly dates is (harry hardyng?) Is chacha val?????? Maybe arya falls in with the pink ladies first and then sansa gets sort of reluctantly dragged along Arya sings sandra dee at first and then when rizzo starts to join in she’s like wait only i get to make fun of sansa

Mama mia Meryl streep - sansa Pierce brosnan - jon Swedish guy - theon Colin firth - loras tyrell Christine baranski - margaery tyrell Other friend - jeyne poole LMFAO catelyn as cher i just cackled why is that so funny even though it doesn’t make sense

Harry Potter Sirius - jon James - Robb Lily - Jeyne westerling (except is she maybe more of a james figure politically) Petunia (but nice) - sansa Peter - theon Remus - samwell Tarly Vernon (but just dating) - Harry Hardyng Madame hooch - arya Weasleys - sam and gilly

New girl Jess - sansa Cece - margaery Nick - jon Schmidt - robb Winston - theon

10th kingdom Virginia - sansa The wolf - jon Jon larroquette - ned

Goodbye earl Maryanne - sansa Wanda - jeyne Earl - ramsay

Bring it on (for the gays) Torrance - sansa Torrance’s lil brother - arya Big red - margaery // cersei? The clovers - the sand snakes Missy - mya stone? // margaery? Cliff - gendry // willas/loras? Aaron - daenerys

Teenage bounty hunters Sterling - sansa Blair - arya Debbie - cat Dana - lysa Bowser - the hound?

Buffy the vampire slayer Buffy - arya Cordelia - sansa Willow - bran Xander - jon Angel - gendry Amy - jojen (or is jojen tara?) Dawn - rickon (robb is already away at college?)

[skeletorific]

man i bet it's super odd for the ancestor trolls to be putting out pale feels on anyone, much less a human. I can just see the most frustrated lil ball of horns and teeth trying to figure out if theres, ya know, *room* in a human's life for moirailegence with this whole platonic structure called a family and the only-one-romance-a-hooman standard/stigma and. they need a pap just tryin to figure it out! If you wouldn't mind, i'd love to hear your take on how psiionic darkleer, n dualscar would do

Me skating the fuck in to answer Ancestors requests. (I’m assuming this is in reference to my Ancestors live on Earth C timeline, but the headcanons themselves will work for just a general human interaction, I promise)

So, a note about Earth C and quad: I really can’t imagine that troll, human, and carapacian concepts of romance wouldn’t start to mingle, at least to a certain extent. After all, the three species come up at the same time, right alongside each other.

Quadrants aren’t exactly the norms for humans even there. Our reproductive needs are different, for one-thing. Additionally, I have to imagine that even without the social coding of Earth-A, a good chunk of humans would probably still tend to be fairly monogamous, especially if one of the primary texts left behind was written by a human woman raised on human monogamy who took only one lover herself. However, there’s probably a healthy chunk of humans who go by quadrants, trolls who go by human romance, and some who mix and match (for instance, “This is Ben, my significant other, and this is Meryll, my kismesis”). Its something most people figure out as they get older.

However, that doesn’t necessarily mean that the ancestors have cottoned on to the nuances of it all. Getting the idea of human monogamy through their heads was hard enough, and once it happens, of course THEN they have to catch pale feelings for one of the squishy fucks!

The Psiionic: So, unlike the other two on this list, Captor has actually had some experience with relationships that are a little more....fluid. Vantas and Leijon’s relationship always fell squarely in the middle of the chart, borrowing elements from all and none. Hell, his OWN relationship with the two of them tiptoed pitch, pale, ashen, and flushed depending on the day of the week. So, while he does still broadly conceive of things like an Alternian, its not necessarily an insurmountable barrier for him.

How he proceeds depends a lot on whether or not the human already has an s/o. If you do, he ultimately just bites the bullet and asks to talk to both of you (bringing Vantas and Leijon along for emotional support). He doesn’t want to move in where he’s not welcome and he’s got no designs on your flushed relationship. He’s quiet and his voice is shaking a bit as he struggles to keep his nerves (and by extent, his psiionics) under controll. But he’s never seen the point in fucking around the pricklefrond. Either you feel the same, or you don’t.  

If you don’t have an s/o, though, he just sort of carefully allows himself to become a feature in your life. He’s a little shakey socially but he puts the effort in to be around you. Captor’s never gonna be the most effusive emotionally, but he does make a point to give the occasional genuine compliment as to how he appreciates who you are, and what you do. When you’re having trouble he has a tendency to just sort of materialize in the background to offer his help. Pale flirting is all about trust, both engendering it, and demonstrating it for each other. No matter how oblivious you are, its hard not to notice that his walls are usually so high for others, yet they seem to come down around you.

Despite aforementioned not-fucking-around-the-pricklefrond, its possible he won’t ever use the word moirail for you unless you ask him about it. You’re human, and he doesn’t see the need to regale you with the complexities of troll romance if you’re both happy with the current arrangement. One way or another, though, Vantas runs at the mouth and spills the beans to you, and you have a good long talk about it.

Executor Darkleer: This guy, on the other hand, is a staunch traditionalist, paired with the fact that he ultimately thinks he’s somehow unworthy of love in any form. 

Years of social conditioning don’t just fall away because you and your former empress shop for box wine at the same liquor store now. As an expatriate, Zahhak was literally forbidden from contributing to the filial slurry, and was far too isolated to acquire a moirail. The best he had was the occasional frustrated shoosh-pap from Mindfang just to snap him out of his moods for a bit. Now, the old empire may have fallen away, but he’s still to some extent punishing himself. As a result, as soon as he figures out he’s catching pale feelings for a human, he starts avoiding you at all costs. He can’t allow himself to fall into any kind of temptation. The very qualities that attract him to you are the same reason he’s convinced you deserve something better.

Fortunately, there was no way you were friends with Darkleer in the first place if you were the type to let social avoidance turn you off. After a couple of weeks of not hearing from him (and a few confusingly smug texts from Mindfang when you ask her if he’s doing alright and her only response was “Go find out. I’m sure he’ll 8e more than alr8 ;;;;)”), you show up at his hive and bang on the door until he finally lets you in.

If you were hoping for a big confession, you’ll probably be a little disappointed: he’s not the type. But he does let you chastise him for withdrawing like that, finally extracting a promise that he won’t do it again. All the while him thinking that this, too, could be part of his penance. To let the human stay with by your side....but not allow yourself the luxury of what you truly want....why its almost scandalous-

Yup. He’s pale edging himself, and will continue to do so until you finally break down and demand he explain why he’s being so weird. Or until Mindfang loses her patience and tells you herself, if only to get him to stop leaving soliloquies in her DMs. Either way.

Dualscar: Another traditionalist, but he’s never really been lucky enough in love to be that picky about the system he falls under. The last proper, long-lasting quadrant relationship he had was his kismesis with Mindfang, and well.....kind of a funny story how that one went, honestly.

Assuming you’re single, his way forward is pretty easy. He reads up on human romance for 48 hours straight and presumes he knows what the fuck is up. Honestly its not terribly different from moirallegiance in some respects. You’re supposed to uplift your partner, and plenty of sources recommend that your s/o should be your “best friend”. Conversations involving your feelings are a norm, and humans even have the concept of a “fated match”, something pretty integral to Alternian moirallegiance. As for the rest, well, he can lean into some of the redder aspects of his feelings, pull out the old Ampora charm, and leave the rest in Lady Luck’s hands, right?

Right?

Well....for the first few months it works fine. You’ve always been close with Dualscar, felt like you got each other on some level, and to some degree a romantic relationship felt like a natural extension of that. He can be sweet, showers you with gifts, and is good at listening to your problems and letting you bitch without making you feel like you’re burdening him. He’s funny, in a bitchy dad kind of way, and frankly kind of dashing. 

But something’s off. You notice he seems to shrink down a little bit when you try to get a bit more physical with him. Not like he dislikes it, necessarily, more like he’s...confused. While you feel closer with him than ever, there’s none of those flowery declarations you find tucked in his journal, dedicated to great loves in his past. Even on your end, you feel like you still just think of him as like.....a best friend, but more so somehow? Being romantic with him as you would be with a human feels...wrong, You reflect each other so well and so closely that its like you’re a piece of each other, and calling him your boyfriend feels like trying to call yourself your own boyfriend.

The truth comes out when you try to break up with him and in a panic he explains himself to you. Running through a long (and somewhat incoherent) crash course on troll romance, with a special focus on moirallegiance. He’s stumbling over his words (unusual when he’s sober), half waiting for your eyes to widen in shock and for you to end things forever.

So imagine his shock when you blink a few times and say “why the hell didn’t you just say so?”

As Peixes would say later, “L-Eave it to an Ampora to mak-E s)(it way mor-E glubbin complicat-Ed t)(an it n-E-Eds to b-E.”