#nicholas d wolfwood x sister!reader

[whirlwindimagines]

hi hi!!! i love your work so much and feel like there is not nearly enough wolfwood/reader content. can i request wolfwood/reader scenario with a very oblivious reader who doesn't realize when wolfwood is flirting with them until it's spelled out or until it's so obvious that they're like "wait are you flirting with me" ("have been for the past few months thanks for noticing" type response)?

Thank you so much! And yeah I agree lol, poor Wolfwood I feel like he wouldn't know what to do with such an obvious person like he's making big heart eyes and you straight up don’t notice at all. Lol, enjoy! Also, I’m not good at writing about flirting :D

'Notice me'

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x Reader 

“This is just painful.” You glance over at Meryl confused, “What are you talking about?” she gives you a deadpanned look, had you seriously not noticed Wolfwood staring at you for the past ten minutes? You watched Meryl open her mouth to say something, but it looks like she decides against it, “Never mind, you’ll figure it out!” she says with a wave of her hand. 

She leaves you then, you're still confused by the whole conversation, but you don't need to think about it long when Wolfwood sits down in the seat Meryl was sitting in and places a drink in front of you. You light up at seeing him and thank him for the glass. 

You notice him staring openly at you, placing a hand to your face you meet his gaze, “what? Is there something on my face?” Wolfwood startles, downing his drink instead of answering. You watch him raising a brow as he smirks at you. 

“I’m just thinking how lucky I am to be having a drink with the most beautiful person in here.” Your eyes widen, and you look around the room before pointing to yourself, “me?” You squeak out, and he gives you a deadpan look. Funny you’ve been receiving a lot of these looks today.

“You think I’m pretty?” You say with a nervous laugh, really looking at Wolfwood, you can feel your face growing warm. What is happening here? Surely, he couldn't really think that? Could he… 

“No, I said you're beautiful.” He leans in closer, and you blush brightly, your hands going to your face. “Careful Wolfwood if I didn’t know any better, I would say you're flirting with me.” You say this with a light laugh. Because no way, Wolfwood was attractive, and he knew it too he could probably have anyone he wanted in this bar. Yet here he was with you instead.

Wolfwood leans back with a groan, he takes your unfinished drink and downs it in one go you can only watch surprised, “I am flirting with you.” He says as he drops his head to the table, the ‘thud’ is audible and you swear your heart stops beating. 

His words register in your mind and then your jaw drops, because what? “You are!?” You say surprised, “I have been this whole time.” You start to think back on all your interactions, and ohhhh…. Yeah, maybe those were flirty…. You feel bad now, reaching across the table, and resting your hand on his head to run your fingers through his dark hair.

“Oh well! Please continue then!” God, you are so embarrassed, how could you be so dense? He grabs your wrist and it stills your actions. Wolfwood brings your wrist to his face and places a light kiss on the inside of your wrist. Your whole face flushes and you make a strangled sound.

Wolfwood looks at you with that damn smirk, “well if you say so.” You laugh, God what have you just unleashed on yourself? You don't pull your hand back, choosing to lift his face gently “Well don't hold back for my sake, let's just say I’ll be paying much closer attention now. Nicholas” Your heart skips a beat at his blush. 

Well, this was certainly a change, but a welcome one. You had no idea you had such an effect over the Punisher, you were definitely looking forward to future exchanges between the two. “Now I think you owe me another drink.” You say pulling your hand back, with a smile.

[multiverse-imagines]

vash x wolfwood!reader

vash just fawning over wolfwood’s sister, like he’d be staring without him even noticing.

when she notices she’s like “what’re you staring at?” immediately looks away.

she seems mean on the outside; but is very kind and sweet once you get to know her.

also Nicholas and her bicker a lot

if possible can u write this please

A/N: The sister????? The potential for Vash and Wolfy to be… IN-LAWS???!?!?!! Or even more interesting AN ANGSTY TRIANGLE??? OH I AM SO DOWN

I also finished Black Lagoon Recently, so this prompt was very appropriate! How serendipitous. This character totes took heavy inspo from Eda.

So Called Nun

In Vash's opinion, there were only two things in this world that seemed to throw Nicholas D. Wolfwood off his game. Drinking too fast, and seeing those from his past. The latter was definitely true when one night Nicholas was definitely on edge.

"You good, Wolfwood? You've almost drunk that whole bottle and it's not even midnight yet." Vash asked, worried about his friend.

"Don't worry about it, Needle Noggin." Wolfwood grumbled before downing another shot of Jack, the smack of the whiskey causing him to slightly totter in his chair.

Suddenly, the clatter of the saloon doors slamming open caused the patrons to fall silent. Normally, someone slamming into the saloon in attempts to assert dominance you get a simple eye roll. The bar stayed silent at the venue of a young woman… in a nun's garb?

A pair of gaudy sunglasses sat atop her covered head, and her eyes were hazed over with the memories of intentional murder. To the trained nose, she reeked of death and decay, as if those she'd killed clung to her robes in a meager attempt to drag her to hell as they seeked retribution. That's how she looked to Wolfwood who nearly fell out of his chair at the sight of her.

To Vash however, she was truly a beautiful angel! A woman of the cloth who clearly sought out those who needed the grace of God! The shades were a wonderful accent to her eyes that were intensely full of passion!

The woman immediately stomped over to Wolfwood, kicking a chair out of the way to sit down on. She snatched Nicholas' bottle of Jack before plopping down on the chair, kicking her legs up into the table in front of her.

Her boots were anything but elegant. Once sleek combat boots were now cracked and ragged leather, one of which wasn't even tied.

"Nico, Nico, Nico, it's been so long!" She gave him a toast with the bottle before downing a good amount of the remaining portion.

"And what the fuck do you want, dear Sister?"

"Is that how you treat family after not coming home for nearly 6 years? Livio would be so upset." The woman shrugged. She glanced over to the red coated man who was making the most wide eyed love struck face at him. She swore she could see drool in the corner of his mouth.

"And what are you looking at, ya damn Needle Noggin? Take a fuckin picture." She scowled at him. Vash immediately turned his head away from her, looking at the ground.

"Hey, leave my buddy alone. He's basically harmless." Wolfwood rolled his eyes at her, "besides, he's into rough treatment." His fingers tapped Impatiently on the table.

"Ah, I see how it is." A sneaky sneer came over her face. She got up from the chair, standing over Vash, gently taking his chin to guide it to look up at her.

"I'm sorry, little puppy, what was your name again?" Her voice turned smoother.

"V-Vash the Stampede, Miss!" He tensed up at her hand moving to cup his face.

"How adorable. Your wanted posters don't do you justice, really." She brushed her thumb against the beauty mark on his cheek, "Maybe God's blessing can be upon you tonight, Puppy." She teased him.

Wolfwood on the other hand, had swatted the shot glass away so as not to break it in his hand. He flexed his hand to keep it from locking up.

"Did you have a reason you were here, Sis?" He tried to keep the growl out of his voice. It didn't work.

"Ah, yes. About that." Her voice gained an air of intensity as she abandoned teasing the stampede, and walked around to stand in front of Nicholas, "Chapel and Livio are headed home, but not after they terrorize the whole town, and kick everyone but our family out. I can't do anything about it, since I have some obligations that are a little more… binding." She glanced away, dodging her reason for not assisting,

"My point is, I can't help them, but I know you two can. Please make sure everyone is okay, and don't get yourself killed? They've been bugging me about getting you to come home anyways." She chuckled halfheartedly. Wolfwood took a deep breath, and sat forward in his chair.

"Alright. I'll make a beeline that way first thing in the morning. If you clean up early, you can always join us." He looked up to his sister.

"That's a nice thought, but I don't think that'll be possible, big brother." She shook her head. Her voice was softer than before, as if she was peeking out from behind the shield she'd put up.

"Ah, don't go all soft on me now, don't worry, big bro will handle everything!" He gave a hollow smile that would put Vash's to shame as he put his arm up and flexed.

"I'm sure you've got this. Well, I better head out, Nico-ni. I'll buy drinks next time." She smiled, with almost a bittersweet smile as she ruffled his hair. She snatched the bottle of Jack off of the table, and made her way out of the bar, "Consider this collateral!" She laughed maniacally.

"What a woman." Vash practically had little hearts floating around his head.

"Yeah, what an idiot." Wolfwood frowned, now boozeless, and his buzz gone. He leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling, processing his sister's words.

Livio. How long had it been?

He needed a cigarette.

[meguwumibear]

Give Us Each Day

pairing: wolfwood x reader word count: 1,300

This is just a short little drabble I wrote because I literally cannot stop thinking about Nicholas D. Wolfwood and wanted to explore his character a bit. Ignore the pacing and any errors/typos lol I don’t think there are any spoilers about anything in this, but i do briefly touch on Wolfwood’s past and his connection to the Eye of Michael. 

The thing about people is they aren’t capable of change.

Wolfwood has seen enough of No Man’s Land and its citizens to understand this. It’s a dog eat dog, big fish eat little fish world out there. Humans are lost causes. Especially adults. They sin and they sin and they sin.

Maybe children are exempt from this. Maybe not. He tries not to think too hard about his own childhood, about what he did and did not have.

He did not have parents. Or, rather, he had no relationship with them. He understands that for him to have been born, one of the planet’s many deadbeat duds must have knocked someone up. Jesus himself was half flesh and blood on Mary’s side. No one can escape a mother’s womb. So, yeah, okay, someone conceived and gave birth to him, but that’s about all his parents are to him. A sperm donor and an incubator. Nothing more.

What he did have was siblings. Lots of them. Brothers and sisters from December and neighboring towns. He was the eldest of all the children at the orphanage. He did what he could to look out for the others, sleeping in their beds with them when they had nightmares, teaching them how to whistle, kissing their fucking booboos. For a while, Wolfwood thinks that he was born to be a brother. And maybe he was. Maybe on a different planet, in a different universe, the ships don’t crash and a brother is all he ever has to be.

On this planet though, he becomes something else entirely. An orphan. A priest. A punisher.

Wolfwood is only human after all, despite everything, including all the fucking drugs the doctor pumped him full of. He forgets sometimes just how young he really is. So many of his formative years passed him in an instance. He just grew and grew and grew into the monster man he is today.

A man made monster. A monster made man. Or are those two things one and the same?

He gets confused sometimes. Can’t understand the difference. Perhaps a monster is a type of man or a man a type of monster. They’re related somehow. They must be. He knows this because he is both. Or at least both of those two creatures live symbiotically inside him.

That’s why the Eye of Michael sends him on these types of missions; that’s why they sent him on this mission: he is a monstrosity and a mortal. The best person for this particular job. To guide and protect Knives’ precious baby brother until Vash is ripe for the taking. Knives says they call his brother Vash the Humanoid Typhoon, but to Wolfwood he’s just an ignorant lamb inching closer to slaughter.

The Eye may call him the Punisher, but this job makes him feel more like a shepherd.

He hasn’t found the Typhoon yet. There are too many leads to follow. Towns are filled with unfounded rumors and listless gossip. No one seems to know what Vash even looks like. Some people think he’s twelve feet tall. Other people think he has a mohawk.

Wolfwood knows this all to be false because he knows exactly what Vash looks like. He’s seen him—or rather he’s seen his monozygotic twin. Vash will look exactly like Knives in another man’s clothes. He’s been preparing himself for the sight.

With no end to this wild goose chase in sight, Wolfwood stops at a saloon. The townsfolk here seem to think that Vash passed through two nights ago, but the place is in too good of shape for that to be true. Good shape in No Man’s Land is relative of course, but there’s no way a typhoon hit this city. All the buildings are still standing, crooked and cracked from the dry desert air.

He’s a heavy weight. He thinks it has something to do with the drug they shoot him up with. It helps his cells heal or regenerate or some shit. It takes more liquor than it should to get him drunk which means blacking out is a luxury he can’t afford. He’s five beers deep before he finally starts to feel a little buzzed.

Days he’s more man than monster, he plays a little game with himself. He finds someone who looks like they could be his mother or father and makes up a story about their lives after they abandoned him. He imagines they get rich selling water. He imagines they lost everything in a drought. He wonders if it was worth it. He supposes life’s always easier with one less mouth to feed.

Tonight he feels a bit more monster than man. The hunt is starting to get to him. He’s down to his last cigarette and if he doesn’t find Vash soon Knives will inevitably send him on a job he’ll hate more than this one. The waiting makes him feel itchy. Or maybe that’s just the nicotine withdraw.

“Need a light?”

He hasn’t lit the cigarette yet. Just has it tucked between his lips. He’s been chewing on the tip of it a bit—a bad habit he developed once he started smoking, but hey it kept him away from his fingernails.

“Please,” he says. He’s got his own lighter tucked away in his jacket pocket. It’s unclear to him which part of him makes him lie. Could be the man, could be the monster. In his experience, they both get quite lonely.

You strike up a match and hold it out for him. He leans in, cups a hand around the flame and inhales. The acrid taste of something burned and bitter fills his lungs. This has always felt right to him. The burning. Fire is just as cleansing as water.

“You a drifter?”

“What gave me away?” he asks.

You smile as you grab his empty bottles. “You’re a priest, right? Town priest skipped out ages ago. Said the land was forsaken and that nothing holy could grow here. Interesting last words considering he was the one doing the all forsaking. There’s holiness here. In the sand and sky and people.”

Wolfwood slides the cigarette out from between his lips and exhales a bit of smoke.

“What gave me away,” he asks again, flicking soot onto the table.

You shoot him a look, eyebrows raised. “Who else would carry around a cross like that?”

He hums. “Didn’t see a church on my way in.”

You’re smiling again. “You’re sitting in it. After the father skipped out it was converted to this saloon. People can take communion any time now. Not just during Sunday prayer.”

Someone at the back of the bar calls your name, yells something to you about doing your job, so you finish clearing away his table with a roll of your eyes.

A few minutes later, you bring him a beer that he didn’t ask for and certainly isn’t going to pay for.

“You devout? You looking for me to say some kind of prayer?”

You shake your head and laugh. “Oh no, I’m not a believer. Just doing my job. Gotta keep my patrons happy. Drink up.”

He wraps his hand around the bottle. It’s warm. Condensation has gathered on it’s slick surface. He swipes at it with a thumb. “I think I’ve had my fair share of alcohol. Was thinking of graduating to something headier.”

“Oh,” you say, resting your elbows against the table. “And just what were you thinking of graduating to?”

Wolfwood feels the smirk form on his face, wide and toothy and dangerous. You’re a distraction from his mission, but he can’t ignore the yearnings of the man and monster inside of him. Right now their desires align. Right now they’re hungry. Right now they want.

“You.”

[ungodly-amounts-of-godly-trauma]

major bracket contestants

a whopping 64! see all the teams, the contestants, and the fandoms below. i likely won't be including who's in the teams in the polls due to character limits, but the fandoms will be there. if you want to suggest better team names, my askbox is open!

team greek mythology (greek mythology) consists of odysseus, io, and orpheus

team percy jackson (riordanverse) consists of percy jackson, nico di angelo, luke castellan, apollo/lester papadopoulos, and also the rest of the cast!

gabriel (ultrakill)

orel puppington (moral orel)

teams tma and apotheosis banded together to form: team be not afraid (the magnus archives and just roll with it: apotheosis) consists of jonathan sims, martin blackwood, peter sqloint, thanatos, rumi, and exandroth

quasimodo (the hunchback of notre dame)

volo (pokemon)

anders (dragon age)

team mechanisms (the mechanisms) consists of galahad and drumbot brian

team awakening (fire emblem: awakening) consists of robin and lucina

akito sohma (fruits basket)

jack kennedy (dayshift at freddy's)

kristen applebees (dimension 20: fantasy high)

team cookie run (cookie run: kingdom) consists of white lily cookie and pastry cookie

chosen one (animator-vs-animation 2-5)

the entire cast of midnight mass (midnight mass)

team charlie pc (jrwi: riptide and jrwi: fated) consists of gillion tidestrider and br'aad vengolor

matthias helvar (six of crows)

team genshin (genshin impact) consists of la signora, scaramouche, and kaeya

stanford pines, catra, and adora, banded together to form: team lets go lesbians (gravity falls and she-ra: princesses of power) consists of stanford pines, catra, and adora

zagreus (hades game)

team tgcf (heaven official's blessing/ti guan ci fu) consists of xie lian, qi rong, and he xuan. yikes

team real life (real life) consists of me, you, submitter, and submitter's dad

scp-096 (scp foundation)

team three houses (fire emblem: three houses) consists of all the characters especially byleth!

team free will (supernatural) consists of sam winchester, dean winchester, and castiel

seven brothers (obey me! one master to rule them all)

salem (RWBY)

beverly toegold (not another d&d podcast (NADDPOD))

raven (new teen titans)

team warrior cats (warriors) consists of hollyleaf, lionblaze, jayfeather, ivypool, dovewing, goosefeather, leafpool, shadowsight, and also the rest of the cats!

team steven universe (steven universe) consists of steven universe, pearl, and the corrupted gems

sister carpenter (the silt verses)

team botw (breath of the wild) consists of link and zelda

lloyd garmadon (ninjago)

all of the boiling isles especially hunter (the owl house)

jack harkness (doctor who/torchwood)

team we know the devil (we know the devil) consists of neptune, venus, and jupiter

the hollow knight (hollow knight)

hyness (kirby: star allies)

edward and alphonse elric (fullmetal alchemist)

casey jones jr (rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles)

the outsider (dishonored)

five pebbles (rain world)

town of hatchetfield (hatchetfield) consists of literally everyone!

the holy quintet (puella magi madoka magica) consists of homura akemi, madoka kamane, sayaka miki, kyouko sakura, and tomoe mami

yuna (final fantasy x)

arthur lester (malevolent)

aziraphale and crowley (good omens)

marble hornets cast (marble hornets) specifically jay, tim, alex, and brian

team critical (critical role) consists of kashaw “kash” vesh and vax’ildan

norman minecraft (ghost and pals)

team trigun and team traumageddon banded together to form: four gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, and atsushi nakajima but then they joined hands with yoo joonghyuk and kim dokja to form: six gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs and omniscient reader's viewpoint) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, atsushi nakajima, yoo joonghyuk, and kim dokja

kfc dreemurrs (undertale and deltarune) consists of kris, frisk, and chara dreemurr

team princess (princess tutu) consists of ahiru and fakir

vector (yugioh)

nicolo di genova (the old guard)

team bible (the bible) consists of jesus christ himself and the devil aka satan aka lucifer!

niko (oneshot)

team mistborn (mistborn) consists of vin and sazed

MYSTERY CONTESTANT (mystery fandom) consists of many mystery people

[whirlwindimagines]

Hi how are you? I hope youre ok. i love youre blog and wanted to ask if you could write nightmare comfort because i have them like every night and they end in really bad panic attacks i just need comfort 🥲

With wolfwood and vash and if you want to million knives

you dont have to.

have a nice day <3

btw sorry for my bad englisch 😅

Hi! I’m doing well, just trying to get through the week lol I’m sorry for your nightmares! That’s no fun, I hope this is nice and comforting. And I low key been wanting to write for Million Knives because he’s usually my type lol pretty, psycho, mass murderer ya know the usual type! I'm not kidding I'm a Dabi apologist; don't think I won't turn into a Knives’ one. Man, I really do be exposing myself on this blog. Also, this is my first time writing for Knives so apologies, also of course his part was the longest. 

'Sweet dreams are made of this'

Vash, Nichalous D Wolfwood, and Million Knives (separate) comforting you after a nightmare.

Vash: 

You awoke with a silent scream, for a second you didn't recognize where you were your heart still racing. Then it was slowly coming back to you, looking around you noticed you were in a hotel room, that’s right the group had stopped at the little motel for the night. You glanced over beside you, and let out a sigh of relief.

And Vash was right there, sound asleep, his back facing you. Placing a hand over your heart, you were glad you didn't wake him God knew he needed his sleep, the man was usually a light sleeper, but he admitted one night that when he slept in a bed with you, he was more content. It was sweet and definitely didn't make your heart race. 

You lay back down, everything is fine, you are safe, Vash is safe and you are sure the others are fine in their own rooms. Okay back to bed, you don't know how long you lay there staring up at the ceiling. With a sigh you turn towards Vash, you don't really want to wake him for such a silly reason.

Reaching your hand out slowly you grip the back of his shirt between his shoulder blades. You call his name; your heart skips a beat as he stirs. “What is it?” he says with a yawn, your voice catching in your throat embarrassed. “Nothing sorry just go back to sleep.” You say quickly, dropping your hand. “Hey wait.” he shuffles around to face you; he looks tired but his gaze is focused on you. You blush, “I had a nightmare.” You admitted shyly, Vash reaches out a hand and rest it against your cheek. “Come here.” you don't need to be told twice, you moved forward wrapping your arms around Vash as his own arms settle around you. You could hear his heartbeat from where your head lay on his chest, slow, steady, safe. 

Vash ran his fingers through your hair, and you were glad he wasn’t asking any questions you didn’t want to talk about it anyway. Feeling safe and protected, you relaxed even more into his hold. You knew sleep would come much easier now, you smiled when you felt Vash press a gentle kiss to the top of your head. Everything would be fine now.

Wolfwood:

“Fuck!” You awoke sharply, your hands going to your head. You forced yourself to breathe, the night air was cool against your skin and it felt good. You settled back on your back looking up at the stars.

You were shaking, placing your hands on your face you tried to control your breathing. You sigh your probably not going to get any more sleep. Placing your hands at your side you watch the sky, glancing over at your companion you are surprised to see Wolfwood awake and watching the stars. 

“You good?” His voice startles you, at first you are speechless, but he turns to look at you with a raised brow. You sigh, “it’s stupid, just go back to sleep.” You say your tone was dismissive, it was silly. The nightmares were annoying at this point. “Sorry I woke you.” Turning on your side in the sleeping bag, you force your eyes close. 

Wolfwood scoffs at you, hearing him shuffle around a bit. “You didn’t wake me, get up.” He shoves your shoulder; you roll your eyes sitting up and turning to him. Your face flushed he’s way too close, and you lean back a bit. “Seriously Nico it was nothing.” You don’t want to talk about this, you watch him light a smoke. He passes you one, and with a sigh you take it. He offers you a light, but you don’t take it just holding the unlit cigarette between your fingers.

The two of sitting in silence, honestly you're glad for this. He doesn’t ask you any questions, “thanks.” You whisper, too shy to look at him. He chuckles, “for what?” your gaze softens as you look at him, you rest your arms over your knees and let out a light laugh.

“For being here.” You smirk, when he looks away stubbing out the cigarette in the sand. You watch the tips of his ears turn red; Nicholas was always nervous when you went soft on him. But you loved making him blush, he flustered you so much it was only fair to return the favor.

Scooting closer to the man, you lean your head on his shoulder. Sitting right beside him now, Wolfwood doesn’t say anything. He also doesn’t look at you as he lifts an arm to wrap around your shoulders to bring you to his side. You close your eyes smiling contently, there is no place you’d rather be. 

Million Knives:

The screaming you realize is your own voice, you slap your hands over your mouth to cut the sound your heart racing it feels like it's going to burst from your chest. The silence in your room is loud, only your rapid heartbeat and harsh breaths fill the space. Fuck you briefly wonder if you woke anyone up, you hope not… some of the others had quite the temper. 

With a sigh, you force yourself out of the bed, and out of your room it's too suffocating. With no real destination in mind, you let your hand trail on the wall as you walk down the pristine hallway. As you continue to walk that’s when you hear the first sounds of a piano. The song is familiar of course, and you know who is playing. 

You wonder if you should continue, interrupting Knives could be a death sentence for some. But the thought of going back to bed, to sleep, makes your stomach twist painfully. So, you continue trying not to think too hard when you step into the grand room. The music is louder here of course, now that you’ve reached its source. 

Standing there watching, you’re sure he already knows you are there. But you don't speak out of turn, “What.” his voice is curt, but not angry you take it as a sign to continue. “I had a nightmare, and I heard you playing.” you found being honest, and blunt with Knives’ was easier. He hated when people skirt around their words, you’re a little embarrassed about what you admitted to, but your heart skips a beat when he gestures you over with a wave of his hand. 

Approaching carefully, you stand off to the side he removes his hood your blood runs cold when he looks at you with a sly grin, “A nightmare?” he coos it at you mockingly, this was a bad idea you should have turned around, the moment you heard the keys of the piano. You nod, watching as he pats the bench, you know he's telling you to sit not asking. 

You do, trying not to show any emotion, you couldn't ever get a read on him, A part of you knew you should be afraid, and maybe the rational side of you was, but right now? You were tired. He looks at you expecting an answer, “Yes, I get them often.” you meet his gaze shyly, and he lets out a ‘hum’ turning back to the keys and resting his hands on them not playing. “You humans fear so easily, even in sleep you can't escape it.” 

Your hands clench in your lap, Knives begin to play now a softer melody one you haven't heard, you look at him in surprise but his face gives nothing away. The tune is comforting, and you can feel it lulling you to sleep. “Go ahead sleep, nothing will harm you here.” Not thinking of the consequences, you lean your head on Knives shoulder, he continues playing as the song lulls you to sleep.

[whirlwindimagines]

Hi thereee, can I request a Wolfwood with a s/o who is touch-starved when they're about to sleep plz? 👀

Of course! Here's a short little thing <3

'And the name of the game's just the living'

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x Reader.

“Please.” You begged hands clasped together; you were making sure to do your best puppy dog look. Wolfwood was ignoring you, sitting by the window with a smoke in between his lips. 

You need to use a better tactic it seemed, dropping your hands you join Wolfwoods side you don’t touch him you want to, but you have no idea what was okay and what wasn’t. It was easier when Wolfwood initiated contact, but he was mad at you.

It was justified anger, you knew that and you knew Wolfwood wasn’t really mad at you, but at the person who shot you. But you were fine it was just a graze; he was more upset that you ran out of cover to help him and got shot. 

He bandaged you up in silence after he had yelled at you, and you had done some yelling back. But now you were tired and just wanted to sleep with him beside you. It had been a new thing, a bit of an accident really. Touch was something you were hardly given but craved and when Wolfwood held you that first night so many nights ago you were hooked. 

A part of you said you were pathetic, that you survived this long without a cuddle buddy for sleep, but another part of you felt like you deserved good things, and comfort. You also knew Wolfwood enjoyed it too, he’d never admit he was too tough for that. But when he thought you had fallen asleep, he would pull you closer and run his hands through your hair, it nearly brought you to tears the touch too much but so wanted. 

Hovering over Wolfwood you hear him sigh, he turns his gaze up and catches your own gaze. “I understand why you're upset, it was stupid. But that doesn’t mean I regret it.” You say it sternly to him, he stubs the cigarette out on the windowsill and then stands. You don't back down, he looks like he wants to fight, but then his shoulders drop and he rubs a hand over his face. 

“I'm too tired for this shit.” you jump when he grabs your upper arm and drags you towards the bed, a thrill shoots through you when he pushes you onto said bed. You laugh as you move to lay under the covers, and he joins you. Rolling your eyes when he lays on top of the covers, but you won't complain you're getting what you want in the end. 

Slowly hands still unsure you reach for him, curling into him as you rest your head on his chest. “I'm still mad.” he says it quietly bringing his arm around to wrap around you, “I know, but we're both here don't go down that dark place Nico” you lean into him more, as he doesn’t answer. Just wraps his arms tighter around you. 

Sleep comes easier to you when you’re with Wolfwood, closing your eyes you let out a little sigh. You grin when Wolfwoods hands run through your hair, “You’re such a sap.” You whisper, “And you’re supposed to be sleeping, or should I leave.” You laugh holding onto him tighter, “No I promise I’ll go to sleep.” you tease. 

The nights were truly your favorite thing, you would never know what the next day would bring either danger or something else, but you could find peace in the night in the comfort of his arms.

[whirlwindimagines]

Trigun Stampede Master List

Trigun Stampede 2023 (You can assume if im writing for Trigun its the 2023 verison, unless stated other wise.) Masterlist under the cut :) Will try to update as much as I can!

Vash the Stampede:

‘Glitter and Gold’ (Reader is Wolfwood’s sister, Wolfwood!Reader)

‘Wanted’

‘These morning with you’

‘If you saw him too, you’d know what I mean’

‘Those hardest to love need it most’ 

‘What if we ruin it all, and love like fools’ (Part 2 to ‘Those hardest to love need it most’)

‘You are loved more than you know’

‘In the moment we’re lost and found, I just wanna be by your side’

‘When you’re lost in the universe, don't lose faith’ (Part 2 to ‘In the moment we’re lost and found, I just wanna be by your side’)

‘Maybe I’m not built for love’

‘Bad Luck’

‘Locked in’

‘Locked in Part 2′

‘If he is the sun, i’m Icarus’

‘Can I just stay up with you all night’

‘Oh if the sky comes falling down’ (Sister!Reader)

‘Eyes on you, eyes on me’

‘One step closer, we’re gonna be alright’

‘Help me hold on to you’ (Part 2 to ‘One step closer, we’re gonna be alright’)

‘I’ll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror’

‘Can I hold you, real close’

‘Humming bird heartbeat’

‘Sweetheart you look a little tired’

‘And I’ll love the world like I should’

‘I’ll be your shelter’

‘Its like the sun came out’

‘Finding magic in the smallest things’

‘I don't have much to say’

‘Ended up with a pair of cracked lips’

‘And your hand in mine’

‘They see right through, Can you see right through me? I see right through me’

‘Talk about it somewhere only we know?'

‘I close my eyes and all I see is you’

‘I wanna be with you’ *NSFW* (Part 2 to ‘Its like the sun came out’)

‘If something’s wrong, you can count on me’

‘I was enchanted to meet you’

‘You can hear it in the Silence’

‘ “just trust me you’ll be fine” ‘

Nicholas D Wolfwood:

‘Ghost of you’ (Sister!Reader)

'Cat got your tongue?' (Fem!Reader)

‘Take me to church’

'Bad ideas, and big guns'

‘Last breath, first kiss’

‘Fate’

‘Notice me’

‘And the name of the game’s just the living’

‘No ones gonna listen to me’

Millions Knives:

Knives with a mostly human soulmate headcanons

‘This world you live in is not a place for someone like you’

‘If our love died, would that be the worst thing?’

‘Do you still believe in one another?’

Multiple Characters:

Vash and Wolfwood w/ and Artist!Reader

Vash and Wolfwood helping you while injured.

Vash and Wolfwood comforting their s/o while they are on their period

Vash and Wolfwood headcanons for meeting their s/o in a dream

What Pokemon would Vash, Knives, Wolfwood, Meryl and Roberot have?

Vash, Wolfwood, Knives comforting you after a nightmare

Vash, Wolfwood, Meryl, & Knives Coffee orders and general headcanons.

[whirlwindimagines]

if you’re still taking x reader requests could we get one where the reader takes care of wolfwood while he’s sick? he is at the top of my poor little mew meow list rn 😭

lol here you okay! Enjoy <3

'No one's gonna listen to me'

Nicholas D. Wolfwood x Reader

“Get back in bed.” Your arms are crossed and your tone is annoyed, you swear to God if you walk back in this room one more time and Wolfwood is trying to get up and leave you're going to lose it. 

“Sweetheart there are easier ways to keep me in bed.” You roll your eyes with a huff, moving to block the door, “yeah it’s called putting a sleeping pill in your drink.” You say unamused, walking towards Wolfwood he sits back down on the bed with a huff.

Standing in front of him you raise a brow, “Now get back under the covers and rest, I’ll get you something to drink and eat and then we can cuddle” you tease. As he blushes to grumble as he lays back down on the bed not under the covers. But you consider it a win, “this is bullshit I’m not sick” he says this with a cough. 

“Yes, clearly you are the pinnacle of health” you deadpanned, and with a threatening glance head out of the room and into the kitchen, the house you were staying at was pretty nice for an abandoned building. But when Wolfwood collapsed with a high fever you know you needed to find somewhere for him to rest and somewhere you can keep himself.

But it’s been a battle ever since! Getting him to stay in the damn bed and let you take care of him was a fight! With a sigh, you get a glass of water for him and the bottle of medicine. Maybe you should try that sleeping pill. You also grab him something light to snack on, he has been refusing to eat and that’s also been pissing you off.

Returning to the room quietly, you can't help but smile it looked like Wolfwood finally decided to pass out. Setting things down on the nightstand you sit at the edge of the bed reaching a hand out to rest on his forehead brushing his bangs away from his forehead. He still feels a little hot, but not as bad as earlier. “So stubborn,” you mutter with a smile. 

“Your one to talk.” your hand stills, as he opens his eyes to look at you, and you frown, “Did I wake you?” he grabs your wrist and you don't say anything waiting for him to speak. “Nah, was waiting for you to come back.” you huff out a soft laugh, “Didn't think you’d be so needy.” Wolfwood drops your wrist and turns on his side his back facing him as you laugh. Getting into the bed fully you turn on your side so you're facing his back. You wrap your arms around him resting your forehead between his shoulder blades, you feel him tense and then sigh. 

“You're going to get sick.” he says, but his hands grip yours that are resting on his stomach, your smile widens, “Oh? I thought you said you weren't sick and besides I promised we could cuddle.” You’re sure he's blushing now, he could be so smooth when he flirts with you, but once you turn the tables, he turners into a mess, especially in his more weakened state.

“You’re taking advantage of me.” he's coughing again but you still hear the playfulness in his tone, you hold him to you tighter as you roll your eyes, “You wish, you’re lucky I'm not forcing you to take any more medicine if you don't try to sleep I will”  

“Your being mean.” such a baby, “Nico…” your tone holds a warning in it, and he must understand the threat in your tone because he gives in with a huff. “Fine, but only for an hour.” You place a kiss between his shoulder blades, you don't know if he can feel it, but you don't care the meaning is there. “Sure, just an hour.” You agree, knowing damn well that once he falls asleep you will not be waking him up. He may like to act like he was the invincible Punisher, but in soft moments like this he was just your Nico and you were more than happy to be taking care of him. 

[whirlwindimagines]

Hello!! If you are still taking requests, i was wondering if you could write hcs for any tristamp character (preferable vash but it's up to you!) for an s/o that goes non verbal most of the time or is mute? Thank you so much! Have a nice day ^^

Yes, requests are still open! I hope you have a nice day as well! Figured I would do some headcanons for this one! I also added Meryl because I love her. I did my best with this. 

Vash, NicholasD Wolfwood, Meryl Stryfe, and Million Knives (separate) Headcannons about a non-verbal / Mute s/o

Vash: 

He is very understanding! He wants you to be comfortable, and he’ll want to learn sign language for you as well. It’ll take him some time, and he messes up every once in a while, but he’s very earnest about it.

If you are mute, he’s like amazed by you! Never sees you as an inconvenience and hates when people treat you like you are helpless because you are not! 

Helps you in any way he can, if you want him to talk for you, he will. If you want to handle things yourself, he’ll back off. 

He is just so in love with you! Like what a goofy idiot, begs for your attention and when you look at him just signs ‘I love you’ over and over. Very embarrassing in public, can't take him anywhere

Wolfwood: 

If you go non-verbal sometimes he doesn’t really get it, but like as much of an ass as he can be he’s not an ass to you about this. Honestly makes him think back to Livio who didn’t talk much either.

He’s not super good with sign language but he knows the important stuff things that are helpful that you taught him.

Talks at you a lot, and like doesnt expect an answer he just likes to talk lol it’ll take a bit to get his attention back but he’s a good listener when he wants to be.

Dares anyone to be rude to you will just stand behind you menacingly with a death glare. 

Meryl:

You don’t even need to ask she learns sign language all on her own so she can communicate with you effectively! Meryl puts her heart into everything so she worked very hard, she gets a little embarrassed if she messes up but you're happy to help and correct her if need be. 

Will fight anyone that is mean to you about being non-verbal or mute, she’s going for the kneecaps. You tell her doesn’t need to keep doing that, but she will. 

Like Vash, if you need her to do most of the talking, she will if you are able, she encourages you to speak up but if you don’t, she doesn’t push. 

Knives:

will NOT learn sign language 💀 he’s a dick he’s not going to bother learning some human language for you 

He just straight up uses telepathy to communicate with you, doesn’t know what boundaries are so he’ll just read your mind whenever.

He’ll get mad on your behalf if someone tells you to speak up or mocks you only, he can be a jerk to you! But like denies defending you, he's very confusing. 

If you are able to speak when you do, he likes to focus on you completely he doesn’t even know he does it, but it’s like your voice forces him to listen.

[whirlwindimagines]

Hiii! how are you? first at all, i would like to say that i love everything you write, i love the way you express the feelings of the characters and describe the scenarios to the point where i have you as an example to follow to improve my narrative in english lol

I have a request for a scenario where reader is Wolfwood's sister and he helps her to confess her feelings for Vash but that things go on a more chaotic and funny way to end in a beautiful and too tender way. I don't know if i explained well, i'm using translator 😔 (i don't know if you work with a fem reader so if you prefer a neutral gender reader i have no problem! <3)

Feel free not to do it if you don't feel comfortable! Take care of yourself, eat well and drink a lot of water! Greetings from Venezuela! <3

OMG, thank you for such kind words <3 makes my heart melt <3 <3 This is honestly one of the sweetest things ever, ;p; I'm so glad you enjoy my work that much, and that it helps you / inspires you. And Yes I will do fem!readers if specifically asked for it, and the translations is fine, I understand what you asking :) 

'Glitter and Gold'

Vash x Wolfwood!Reader

“Him really?” You groan, turning your gaze from your wonderful view to glare at Nicholas. “Don't you have somewhere better to be?” Snapping at him, clearly annoyed. You were perfectly fine minding your own business, stalking, staring ADMIRDING, Vash as he was entertaining some kids in the town you all have been staying. 

“Don't you have some more staring to do?” You shove Nicholas hard, watching in joy as he can't catch his footing and slams into the wall, you laugh sharply as he glares at you and rubs his shoulder. Turning your attention fully on your brother, you scowl at him hands on hips. “I wasn’t staring! I was simply gazing in Vash’s direction, totally accidental!” 

“Right, and it's not because your big ole crush on the guy.” You flush brightly, at a loss for words as Nicholas stares at you with that big ass stupid smirk. Your pretty sure your brain short-circuits, because NO there is so way your dumbass of a brother figured you out that easily. Surely you weren’t that obvious? You huff, crossing your arms over your chest and looking away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!” a childish response, but he always did bring out the worst in you. Your gaze flickers to Vash for a second before back on Wolfwood. 

“Shouldn’t you be more, I don't know? Concerned? Where’s the lecture, the as your big brother blah blah.” You say mocking Nicholas voice in the process, he scowls at you lighting a smoke, “I don't sound like that.” he mutters under his breath, you’re deflecting hard, but it's better than going back to the point of this conversation.  

“Besides I’d feel sorrier for him.” You bristle at his mocking tone, ready to snap at him and start another fight when Nicholas raises a hand to stop you. “Listen, you should be thankful that your big brother wants to help ya out,” 

“And what's in it for you?” You snap, not that naive to think, he would help you out of the kindness of his heart. You are more surprised, he's even okay with this. Vash is well… Vash he’s a good guy, sweet, perfect, and caring… where were you going with this? Oh! But it would be dangerous to be with him, it was already dangerous as is just traveling with Vash the Stampede. 

“Noting don't worry about it.” Nicholas says, dropping his cigarette butt and stomping it out. “Look just meet me at the top of that platform in an hour” He must notice your confused gaze, because he sighs. “Look, Vash is… an idiot and we don't agree on a lot, but I know he’ll keep you safe and that’s enough for me.” he says it with a shrug, clearly embarrassed.

You are shocked, “Wow Nico, that was surprisingly very sweet.” the moment is ruined when he shoves you this time, and you lose your footing slamming into a nearby market stall. You jump back alarmed, when owner of said market stall starts yelling at you. Apologizing to the man You turn to cuss Nicholas out, but he’s already run off. With a sigh, gazing up at the platform he wanted you to go to. With an eyeroll and nothing better to do you make your way there. 

What could Nicholas possibly want to talk about up here, that you couldn’t down there? You become more and more annoyed, that jackass made it seem like he was going to help you and now he tricked you in coming up here! With a huff, you hear footsteps behind you, “About time!” you turn around and snap, only for your eyes to go wide. 

Vash raises a hand in hello, rubbing the back of his neck with the other. “Sorry I got a little lost! Wolfwood said you wanted to talk.” You feel the heat rise to your face, he set you up! “Ah! Sorry I didn't mean to yell at you, I had a fight with Nicholas early still annoyed ya know,” you say quickly stepping towards Vash, and clasping your hands together shyly. Vash looks at you softly and you feel your heart skip a beat, “It's okay, what did you want to talk about.”

You look away, looking out at the town the view was lovely up here, nice view, private spot a perfect place to confess honestly. You can't believe that’s why your brother sent you up here, how embarrassing there was no way you could confess on the spot like this! Your gaze turns back towards Vash whose waiting patiently for your answer. 

Feeling flush and a little brave, you take a deep breath stepping closer to the man. The worse he can say is no, and yeah it might break your heart for a while, but Vash was such a kind soul he wouldn’t hurt you intentionally. “Okay I’m just going to come out and say it, and we’ll if you don’t feel the same way that’s okay!” 

You watch his eyes widen, but you don’t let him get a word in already on a roll. “I like you! And it’s okay you don’t have to give me an answer, but I just really wanted you to know.” You said with a nervous smile. “Me!” You raise a brow at his tone as Vash points to himself with a wide eye look. 

“Wait hold on, you like me! Really?” Vash asks his voice getting an octave higher and his face growing red, you tilt your head as you look at him. “Yes, Vash, I like you.” It doesn’t seem like he’s going to reject you, but you’re not sure what to make of this reaction. 

Vash steps forward pulling you into a hug, your surprised but quickly melt into him. “I like you too, I was uh… too nervous to say anything because one-time Wolfwood over heard me call you pretty and he threatened me… violently.” 

You tightened your arms around Vash, you were going to kill Nico later. “Don’t worry about him, he’s a dumbass. I’m so glad you feel the same way.” You feel Vash chuckle, this all worked out perfectly. Pulling back to look at Vash he smiles softly at you, a real smile you notice.

Everything would have been perfect beside the explosion, your world tilts violently, letting out a startled yelp as Vash reaches for pulling you to his chest and holding tight. The platform shakes, you both lose your footing and hit the ground hard. 

Vash sits up his hands wandering your body, “are you okay?” Before you can answer, a different voice breaks out, “Oi! Get your grubby hands off my sister.” You sit up turning to glare at Nicholas as he joins you two out of breath. “What did you do!” You snap, as Vash helps you to your feet.

“Me? Why would this be my fault?” You give him an ‘are you serious look’, which just further springs an argument between the two of you. “Uh, guys?” Vash’s voice tried to breakthrough the argument, but the two of you ignore him. 

“Guys enough!” You glance at Vash hearing the panic and look to where he’s pointing, you roll your eyes a bunch of armed gunmen what else is new. “Oh, I knew I was forgetting something!” Nicholas calls out, you sigh. Letting out a light yelp, as Vash literally sweeps you off your feet and into his arms. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck. 

Smirking you point to your brother, “good luck.” You laugh at his dumbfounded look, moving your hand to grab Vash’s chin, you turn his face towards you leaning in you kiss him. He’s startled by it, nearly dropping you in the process, but you hang on for dear life. You can hear Nicholas yell of annoyance, but you just flip him off. Vash breaks the kiss first too look at you all starred eye, a gunshot breaks the moment. 

[whirlwindimagines]

Love your writing! Can I request a Wolfwood scenario with a tearful reunion with reader from the orphanage that he treated like a little sister?

Thank you! I hope you enjoy, I had no idea where I was going with this lol

‘Ghost of You’

Nicholas D. Wolfwood X Sister!Reader

You don’t know how long you’ve been traveling, you stopped counting the days after leaving the orphanage. Aging out wasn’t so bad it was better than the Alternative…. 

Shaking your head you try not to think about all that, you only have one goal in mind, finding Nicholas. It’s been years too many, but you don’t lose hope. You almost did after he left, after Livio but the rumors help. 

Entering another nameless town, you head to the local saloon hoping for answers and a drink. You try to keep to yourself, you know you look like an easy target a lone young woman traveling alone. It’s dangerous, but you need to find him. 

You don’t know the whole truth about this punisher, but if the rumors are true it could be him. But you need to see for yourself, entering the salon you head to the bar keeping your head down and a casual hand on your weapon. 

Sitting at the bar you order a drink for yourself, talking with the bartender hoping to get some information. Wolfwood might have gone through this area, and you're desperate at this point for any information. The bartender isn't very helpful, but you thank him for his time anyway. 

Someone sits down next to you, not wanting to make conversation you down your drink and get up. The man grabs your arm, “Where you headed little lady.” You roll your eyes, so not in the mood. Yanking your arm back, you surprise the man, “Fuck off.” He doesn’t take kindly to your tone, and you hear the familiar sound of gun cocking, “Now that’s no way to talk to someone, sit down.” 

Your gaze goes to the bartender, but he ignores what's happening. Great, you’re on your own, you sit this was not how you wanted your night to go. The gun presses into your side, “Now why don't we start over.” You decide not to say anything, your brain working overtime to figure out how to get out of this without bloodshed. 

Thinking about how long it would take to reach for your gun, the choice is made for you when someone slams their hand between you two. It startles the man and forces him to pull his gun back. “Now that’s no way to treat a lady.” The voice drawls, you look up and your eyes go wide.

The newcomer doesn’t look at you, but you don't need to see his eyes to know it's him. You can feel the tears start to come, you make eye contact for only a second. It's hard to see his eyes behind those dark glasses, but you see it a flash of remorse in his eyes Then he turns to leave, heading out of the saloon as if nothing happened. 

You gasp, stumbling out of the seat and racing after him “Wait!” he doesn’t stop, if anything he picks up his pace. “Wait damn it!” You snap again, rushing forward and grabbing him by the arm, he stills. You crying now, “Just wait, Nico” you feel him stiffen, and bingo. With a sob, it takes everything to not drop to the ground, you holding on to him so tight afraid to let go. 

Breath hitching when you feel a trembling hand go to your head, looking up and meeting his own tearful gaze, Wolfwood laughs, “Hey y/n” You sob letting go of his arm, and throwing your arms around his waist, he lets out a choking noise but you don't care, you found him! 

“It's really you…” you trail off, sobbing into his chest, his arms settle around you awkwardly and hesitantly, like he's unsure what to do with them, he dropped the heavy cross he was carrying because you hear it hit the sand with a loud thud. 

The hug lasts for a long time, but you need it and maybe he does as well. You pull back to look at him, his gaze doesn’t meet your eyes. You smile then softly, “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” You admit softly, a little embarrassed when you pull back. 

“You shouldn't have.” Frowning, you place your hands on your hips, not liking his self-loathing tone. “Now you listen to me, Nico! We’re family, and if that means I have to travel off over Gunsmoke to find your sorry ass I will, and don't think about running off!” You snap pointing an accusatory finger at him, now that you have him in your sights you’re not letting go.

He laughs, a real genuine soft laugh and it makes you relax. “I don't think I could get rid of you if I tried.” you laugh as well, truly happy. Your family is almost complete now, Livio is still out there somewhere, but you wouldn't forget about it. Your brothers. With a smile, you grab Nicholas by the arm, letting him pick up his cross the two of you walk. You began to tell him how you got from the orphanage to here, but you doubt he’ll tell you his whole story. But when he's ready, you’ll be there to listen.