#oc x vash

[multiverse-imagines]

@lupina36-blog of ao3 and Tumblr!

Hello

I've loved Trigun for years! Vash is such a wonderful man!!! I would therefore like to make a request for an OS in which the Reader comes from another planet and is on a research mission on Gunsmoke and meets Vash who is unabashedly flirting with her and is keen to get to know her better, which the Readers do thrown into quite a dilema. Because on the one hand she likes the blonde very much and she thinks that he has beautiful eyes, on the other hand she is of course not allowed to tell him that she comes from another planet or that she is an alien. Would it be possible?

A/N: Anything is possible! I'll make it possible!!! Such a wonderful concept deserves to come to life! I'll be placing this during Episode 14 in Trigun 98. During the episode he has like, no screen time. I love hearing about Lihio, and your otp makes me so happy! Let's fuckin gooooo

This will be 2 parts, minimum. This first one is kinda short, because I have better ideas for part 2!

Adventures of Lihio-Minaa: Episode 1

The Mission is Compromised

Landing in the sand just outside of a small town of Gunsmoke, her skin color changing from her beautiful green to a modest tan.

Lihio-Minaa brought her goggles over her eyes to check over her most recent mission checkpoints. She had been sent to Gunsmoke to check on the humans quality of life, their cohabitation ratio with Plants, and progress of life since crashing on this planet 130 years ago. The Federation found it odd that life as fragile as a humans had managed to survive on a planet like this for this long. 

She trekked into town, nearly regretting wearing her sneakers as she felt the sand sinking into them. She lifted her goggles as the wind died down around her, the buildings of the little town of Promotory. She had noticed the small few acres of geoplants on the land of one resident. Everyone else seemed pretty miserable.

They went about their day to day, sure, but their dopamine levels and serotonin levels were so low, Lihio could barely tell they were alive. She couldn't believe they were even functioning.

Making her way to a local saloon, the levels seemed to be higher there, as patrons drank and smoked to their heart's content. Not wishing to deal with the rowdy crowd, she turned to leave, bumping into someone.

She looked up to see a man in a long red duster coat. His luscious blond hair defied gravity as it stuck upwards like fields of wheat. His eyes, surprised but quickly melting at the sight of her, reminded her of the waterfalls of Virmire. A beautiful blue when shining in the sun, yet his eyes retained that color in the shade of the bar. 

"Oh Sorry, Miss, I didn't mean to run into ya!" He was surprised, "Why don't I buy you a drink as an apology?" He offered. There were no underlying motives in his voice. 

"Um, sure." Lihio nodded. He guided her to the bar, ordering a bottle for the two of them to share. The stuff was cheap, but tasty. 

"I haven't seen you around, before, are you new in town?" He asked after taking a drink, allowing the alcohol to seep into his system. A quiet beep from her goggles that could only be heard by Lihio, meant she should check her Glass Ware. This was the computer she kept in the safety of her goggles. She couldn't do that with this man here.

"Yeah, I just stumbled in today. Got tired of being cooped up at home, and decided to go on an adventure." She shrugged, taking a drink of the whiskey, not feeling much. With the alcohol loosening his mind, she did a gentle search into his mind to see what this planet was like.

She blinked, flabbergasted. She'd seen too much. Too much for any more human to have in his head. Life on the Seed ships, a mother figure, the Fall, his hardships. The trials he faced… a brother… a wanted poster with his face… a door of locked memories he didn't have access to. This man… he was a plant. An independent plant.

Lihio hadn't met many independent plants in her time, but she knew they were a species that lived for a long time, as long as nothing happened to them. They didn't seem to die from aging. He isn't that much older than she is. 

"W-what's wrong?" He said, noticing Lihio's surprised face.

"O-Oh, I just realized I don't even know your name, stranger!" She said, recovering. The man gave a light chuckle.

"My name is Vash the Stampede." He held his hand out to shake.

"Lihio-Minaa. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Stampede." Lihio shook his hand and nodded.

"Lihio, what a beautiful name!" He smiled, "It sounds like… standing in a tall field of flowers…" he closed his eyes, as he imagined standing in a field of sunflowers. A memory from the seed ship, no doubt.

"Thank you. And Vash is quite a beautiful name as well." She complimented.

"I think you would look lovely with a crown made of little flowers, or a beautiful bouquet in your hands." He continued, a gentle smile on his face that sent a shiver up Lihio's spine. 

 'This man is a problem' Lihio nearly frowned at the thought. She liked him a lot. He'd been through so many hardships. He had a wealth of information about this planet, its people, and its tragedies. She had seen a memory of his scars. So many scars that covered him from head to toe.

This long life had not been kind to him. She saw friends, people he called family, only to betray him. Humans who lived such short lives, yet he loved them unconditionally, no matter what sin they created. 

"You okay? You seem lost in thought." He asked gently. His eyes looked worried.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just admiring your coat. It's a lovely color." Lihio recovered.

"Ah, Thanks. It was a gift from my family." The thought of the ship that still floated above Gunsmoke drifted through his mind at the memory, "I need to go home and visit them sometime." He nodded. 

"I know the feeling. It's… been quite a while since I left my home." She nodded. This was a fib, honestly. She'd been home maybe a few years ago. Work had kept her busy.

The two of them talked about anything and everything, allowing Lihio to get her information about this planet and its inhabitants. This planet desperately needed help, and she would bring it to them. 

While Vash was partying it up with the locals, she snuck out of the bar. She was a few buildings down when she heard Vash's voice.

"Hey! Aren't you gonna stick around?" He jogged up to her, and an orange and green necktie swayed, smacking him in the face as he drunkenly tottered.

"I have to go, Vash. I had an amazing time."

"Whaaaat? C'mon, stay a little longer!" He whined, gently patting her head, "it'll be fun!" 

"I'm sorry. I would love to stay, but I can't." She frowned up at him. He looked drunk enough that he might not remember anything in the morning. 

"Goodbye, Vash. I'll miss you." She stepped back from him, and clicked her watch, her skin returning to a pale green and she was beamed back up to her ship. 

---

Lihio walked to her bosses office, practically breaking down the door in her excitement. 

"Sir, I have a request!"

[pfpanimes]

⌕ trigun stampede • vash.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[biancalattei]

kicks door open introducing my baby yana......she's an ex julai military police who was betrayed by her coworkers after capturing vash which was her next mission due to her "strength" but unfortunately was saved instead by him and the gang to escape, forced to join the gang instead as she despised vash for a while bc of her loyalty/devotion to humanity. Changed her heart and mind knowing the truth about the humanoid typhoon who was actually wrongfully accused and the fact they're almost similar as plants---well, technically she's a sea plant! Sea plants are in the same species family as plant but ones who belong to the sea instead. Almost similar to the endangered creatures, the sea animals/mermaids. Yana is the only independent sea plant left raised by the scientists to turn her into a weapon so she barely knows any of her plant sisters/brothers. Sea plants are also known to symbolize as god's warriors for having incredible strength and speed in combat, equally as strong as the twins but her stamina runs out a bit quickly which is also a disadvantage.

Anyways thank you for reading my trisona lore and looking at the self-indulge arts asjkfhsdgjdjk i have another trisona coming in on the works but ill draw her after comms......

[triplesilverstar]

Needy

Rating: 18+ Minor DNI

Pairing: Vash X GN!Reader

CW: Injuries, drugged, Horny, sensitive, jerking off, coming on yourself, Needy, trying to be quiet

Word count: .6K roughly

A/N: Well saw some Vash art that made my brain so brrrr so have some needy Vash, in between boops that is.

“Alright Vash, all patched up.” Carefully patting his stomach after you secure the edge of the bandage, leaning to kiss his forehead. “You just relax alright, I’m gonna take a shower then I’ll see about getting us something to eat.” 

“But Mayfly!” A whine in his voice as he leans against the pillows. “I want you, I need you so bad right now.” Jerking his hips and you’re quick to hold his body still. 

“Whatever drug they gave you is still in your system you just need to relax while you come down from that high alright?” His fingers trail along your cheeks before you pull away and he lets out another soft whine but nods his agreement. 

At least until the door to the bathroom closes. Vash arches his neck back a little as his cock throbs painfully in his pants, he’s been hard for hours. Even as you patched up the slice in his abdomen all he could think was how he wanted to be buried in your tight warmth.

His mouth feels full of cotton as he tries to lick his lips, reaching down to work his pants open the rest of the way and grabbing himself. A gasp as he almost cums on the spot with his eyes shuttering close from the pleasure that floods his system, a whine more like an animal in heat than the plant that he is echos in the room. 

Closing his eyes and biting his lip as he gingerly slides his fingers along his shaft, the heat coming from him feels scorching even though the fabric of his gloved digits. Pressing his thumb to the head of his cock makes him scream, a noise that has you calling out to him. “Vash?”

“I’m ok Mayfly!” You can hear him even over the shower and in his state Vash knows you’ll stop him, his prosthetic grabbing handfuls of his turtle and shoving it into his mouth. His teeth clamping on the fabric as he begins to pump himself in earnest. 

It isn’t long before he’s thrusting up into his loose fingers, pre cum from his slit pouring down his skin. He’s so needy he wouldn’t even have noticed the chaffing with the boiling in his gut demanding release. The thick fabric in his mouth is soaked from the drool now pouring from him, he isn’t thinking about his hand on his cock. 

No. He’s pretending it’s yours, your fingertips pressing against the vein that sticks out above his sac where the skin attaches to his length. Your thumb rubbing circles into the curve of the ridge of the skin of his head. 

Another whine from low in his throat that the black fabric does nothing to help with. Closing his fingers he imagines it’s both of your hands now, moving faster and tighter on his burning flesh as the burning in his gut grows more intense. 

“Vash?!” Gasping and arching his back as he cums, spraying white ropes of his release onto his wrapped stomach and some of the fluid spattering along his chest. The sound of your voice pushing him over the edge, his fingers still working his shaft as he opens his eyes to see your blurry form. 

“I need you Mayfly, please, touch me more.” 

You might be pissed he painted his own chest in cum, but damn if he doesn’t make for a sight with his body flushed and covered in sweat while playing with his dick.

[friiskyun]

two of them?!

[doffyflamingo]

Vash and my oc

[feyringo]

A priest in worship

[doodleferp]

“I’m not calling you good boy” but there’s a twist

[livingd3adqpid]

More Cain x Vash cuz I love being self indulgent.

(Cain's text box: What's a cute outalw like you doing in here?)

(Check out more trisona lore here)

Alt ver with a change on the text box:

[thedorfmirrin]

Sketch commissions for @denim-lich , Irlaan and Invert on flight rising 💖✨💕✨🌟

[briizer]

Yeah don’t worry Nic, Vash is well aware his kid is mean.

[madam-venus]

Workin on a lil something for my wife 😋

hehehehe

[deepestuniversallove]

Me with Vash from "Trigun Stampede". I am so in love with him, this man needs to be protected at all costs! And he needs a happy ending!

Based on this:

[triplesilverstar]

Waking up to a monster

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Vash X F!Reader

CW: Canon Typical Violence, mentions of injury, blood and injury, Medical inaccuracies, Kidnapping, Angst and Tragedy, Emotional Manipulation, Manipulation, Mind Games, Unplanned Pregnancy, Tragedy, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Abuse

Word count: 4.9K 

A/N: Chapter one of JuLai. You've been kidnapped by Millions Knives, and you learn some of what his plans are and the reason why he's been stealing plants. As well as how you're the bait for his trap to ensure Vash comes to JuLai, all to ensure Knives can put the pieces of his plan into action. All to create a paradise, one that you doubt is going to be any kind of paradise that you or Vash would ever want to be a part of. Maybe, just maybe the two of you will find a way out of this town. Too bad Knives has a plan to keep you down as well.

So folks... We are about to get dark. Please mind the tags.

All of you hurts as you wake up with a chill along your side and your stomach tied in knots like you’re ready to throw up. Groaning as you place a hand on the side of your face and feel your temple throbbing under your fingers, opening an eye and seeing the black panels of metal with a painted design on the floor. 

“Damn, no wonder I’m cold.” Only to slam a hand over your mouth as bile rushes up your throat at the sudden movement, another groan while you’re trying to remember what happened. The last thing you can think of was being in the atrium located in Home. Starting to breathe through your nose as the sudden nausea leaves you, just as quickly as it had come.

Hissing as you remember. “Fucking Zazie.” The little worm bastard had drugged you with something before grabbing you, probably the reason for how shitty you feel. 

Pushing yourself up and looking around you, you feel a chill for a different reason run down your spine. You’re in a circular room and you’re staring at something you had never hoped to see, or even thought you would see. 

A petrified plant. 

Placed on an altar as if something to worship. 

A hand over your mouth as tears start to form on your lashes. This is not a place you want to be. Brad and Luida told you about the final run, and how much Luida never wanted to see one performed again. You don’t want to see one ever. 

On your feet now you start to walk backward, eyes focused on the grotesque figure in front of you. Only to stop when your back hits something. 

“I see you’re awake.” 

If you were afraid moments before, you’re terrified now. Knives is there with you, and you doubt you’re going to survive. Everything seems to slow as you turn around to face the center point of your nightmares from the last few months. Since Jeneora Rock when his hands wrapped around your throat, nightmares you hadn’t voiced to Vash even when he asked about your tossing and turning. 

“My apologies for the methods used to bring you here, sadly such rough treatment was necessary.” You feel the hackles on the back of your neck rise, he’s not acting like he was in Jeneora Rock. His voice is softer, like he doesn’t see you as filth to be crushed beneath him which has the warning bells in your head running rampant. The statement of for now rings in your ears. “I see you’ve seen the cruelty of humanity. I keep these five here with me in this sanctuary as a reminder of their greed, their willingness to destroy with no thought for what their desperate seeds sow as they try to grasp at the future.” Watching as his eyes flick down towards you, and you don’t miss the coolness in his teal eyes but the smile is the most chilling. It lances through you like a blade of ice sliding through the sinews of your chest. 

“How are they different from you?” It spills from your lips before you can stop it, so much for a fear response and you expect your mouth is going to get you into trouble. Instead of doing anything to harm you, he lets out a soft laugh. 

“I understand why you’d be so critical of such a statement from me, I’ve never provided anything to indicate differently.” His face shifts and you don’t feel like he’s going to kill you all of a sudden. “I threatened to kill you, and destroyed a town in front of you all within hours of meeting you.” Brushing past you as if he expects you to follow him as he walks away, turning his back it’s a subtle signal that he has no fear of you. Even if you had been armed you’d be no match for a being that could destroy a whole town, even at your lowest you had needed weapons to destroy. 

Knives is the weapon. 

As he seats himself on the bench in front of the piano you swallow, Seeing another petrified plant placed above it and the metal that you can only assume is there to amply the sound. “At least you remember what you said, but you seem like you don’t mind leaving out the part about saying you’d let me live for now after you dropped me by my throat.” 

“A miscalculation on my part, my assumption of you was incorrect. Know I have no intention of ending your life.” Patting the bench beside him while still wrapped in his robe, you aren’t an idiot. He might be making that claim but you don’t believe it for a minute. “Come join me.”

You also aren’t stupid enough to know that ignoring his request is a good idea, taking cautious steps before sitting on the side of his bench as far from him as possible. “How nice to know that I get to live because you miscalculated. You make it sound like killing is easy, oh wait I forgot you destroyed an entire town it is easy for you.” Letting the words drip with venom as you throw them at him, your lips pulled back from your teeth as you snarl. 

Only for him to throw back his head and laugh, his amusement roaring around the space and you shudder as he finds your attempts to snap at him hilarious. “I see why my brother finds you so entertaining.” The sensation of feeling small grows more intense as you watch him reach up as if to wipe tears from his eyes. “Hearing you make such a statement with your illustrious past is almost charming, I wonder.” Trailing off as he sets his eyes on you with a smirk. “Does Vash know about the scourge of Icarus? Oh from the way your eyes flinch I see he does. Does he also know about the skyway? Or the Odyssey space station?” Your eyes snap shut as Knives brings up more of the atrocities you’d committed in your life, back when you had wanted to die. 

Back when you thought it might have been your only way out. Back before you had been shown you could try and make a difference.

It doesn’t mean the guilt doesn’t still eat at your soul, the things you’ve done that you can never undo and the weight that will forever sit on your shoulders. A burden you can never forget. “He does.” After Vash had brought you to Home that first time you knew you needed to tell him. 

Tell him the weight you carried and why you could never be like him, even now sitting with his brother you could see the sad smile on his face and the way he brushed your hair from your forehead. The way his chapped lips had pressed against the soft skin there while his flesh hand cupped your cheek tenderly. “I know you aren’t that person anymore, Mayfly.” 

Tightening your hand into a fist to steel yourself, Knives can have his thoughts of you but it won’t change how you feel about yourself. You might hate yourself but you know Vash doesn’t, and he’s enough as you walk towards a redemption you know you can never find. “And he doesn’t judge me for it.” Even if part of you whispers how he should, how it’s what you deserve.

“Just like other humans, you rush to your own conclusions. I have no reason to judge you.” Placing his hands on the keys and playing a few notes while you stew over his words. “You’ve risen far above the species that spawned you. Perhaps if you had arrived outside of JuLai city instead of November things would have turned out differently, in a way I admire you.” His fingers back on the keys as he plays a little tune and you feel the hackles along your neck starting to rise once more, why in the hell would Knives admire you? 

The tune is gentle and he keeps speaking, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the soft strings of the piano. “You're tenacious, intelligent, with a hint of compassion and your drive to do whatever it takes is clear. You strive to build a new world, better than the old.” At that his face darkens slightly and the tone of the song changes. “So why would I not admire another that could assist me in my creation of paradise? A world without the human filth praying on a species they use as if they mean nothing. A tool to use and throw away when it’s done, those filthy sinners” 

You swallow at the rage hidden beneath his words, it’s a rage you understand. When you think you’ve lost everything and vow to keep the last few things you care about save no matter the cost, even if it’s you losing everything that makes you who you are in the process. You’ve walked that path and were lucky enough to meet someone who guided you away from it. “Nai.” Your tongue feels thick in your mouth, and you lick your lips uttering the name that Vash calls his brother. Tentatively placing a hand on his robe-covered forearm. “How can you call them sinners when you won’t give them a chance to change? To understand that the plants are more than they think?” The almost imperceptible flex of the tendon in his arm as his fingers stop dancing across the keys. 

“Their own history shows they can’t change. Humanity always fails to go for any length of time before inviting calamity upon themselves, they only know how to destroy.” Grinding his teeth and you keep going. 

“Humanity knows how to create. They made music, I can’t name any of the famous composers through the ages but they made music. Songs to make people's hearts soar and to wonder what else is out there.” Inhaling as long as you can, keeping your hand on his arm. Even through the fabric of his robe that you’re certain can turn into blades and slice your hand off before you could process it happening, you feel the same warmth that Vash excludes seeping into your fingers. “Not all of them are good, I can’t argue with you about some of the terrible things they’ve done. Does that mean you’d damn them all because of the mistakes of the few, or those that came before them?” 

“You defend them? Even after the hardships they’ve done to you? To Vash? They would use both of you until nothing was left. You’re as foolish as Vash is.” His voice has changed again, softer and yet that rage is still seeping into his words like a fire burning inside a stone house. Appearing to all the world as calm while inside it’s a blazing inferno. “None of the humans deserve to exist in the paradise I’m making.” 

The way he spits human from his mouth makes you flinch, slowly pulling your hand from his arm because he’s still not wrong. You and Vash have been chased out of so many towns, all because of the stories about Vash the Stampede. “Then why not kill me. That’s one less human to have to deal with down the road.” 

Looking down at your hand you miss as Knives finally turns and one of his larger hands leaves the smooth white keys and grabs both of your smaller ones in his. “It is rather humorous, you’re as dense as Vash as well at times. While you might have been born human, you no longer are one, nor are you a plant. Something new, something I’ll welcome into paradise. A companion for my lost little brother should he choose to not be a martyr for the wretched.” 

You’ve never wanted to pull your hand away from someone else’s so fast, a chill racing down your spine and your heart thumps painfully in your chest. “Nai, what are you planning to do?” His pale blue eyes are like ice, keeping you frozen in place as you start to fear the worst. 

“Create paradise. For the plants. What else would I be doing? I promised Vash I’d make us a home.” Letting his eyes wander from your face and you see them land just above and behind you. Almost positive it’s where another one of the petrified plants around the rooms is situated. “The day the humans decided to speed up making the crashed spaceship that is JuLai into a city, by forcing our sisters to complete a final run. Do you know what one of those humans said?” Pausing just long enough before he speaks again, his voice carrying enough coldness to chill the space between you. “That the plants were born to serve humans, and he was sure they were just happy to be useful. So how do you think I could allow such filth to survive with us in a new world when they see us as nothing?”

The look on his face is one of absolute belief. Belief he knows the way to save his people whether they want to be saved or not and he has every intention of going through with it. “Nai, please. I understand how that must have made you feel but how can they see the plants as anything but tools when it’s what they’re taught? You could show them the truth instead of killing them.” Your heart burns inside your chest because you do feel for him, and Vash. And their sister who was sliced apart because she was something new. “Can you justify killing them when you haven’t tried anything else?”

When his eyes flick back towards your face you try to show compassion for him instead of fear, you remember Vash telling you how they had been children when they learned about what had happened when they opened those secure files. You can only assume Knives still has that fear from that trauma, of seeing what was done to the first independent as the first glimmer of being a fanatic flashes in his eyes. “They would kill us for existing, just like they’ve tried to kill you for being different. If they wanted to learn they wouldn’t have done what they did.” 

“I know about Tesla.” 

If what you said surprises him he doesn’t show, just stares and you find yourself feeling small under those icy eyes. “Yet like Vash, you still defend them. You truly are my brother's other half.” His eyes narrow and you wince as the grip on your wrists grows ever tighter, and you could have sworn you heard your bones creak under the strain. “I will not allow them to commit such an atrocious act ever again.” Watching as his robe fades away down to his waist, clad in that skin tight suit as the manic glint in his eyes grows brighter. “I will not allow them to use my people for their desperate attempts to cling on any longer.” 

“But Nai. They might not have used the plants like they have if it wasn’t for the crash. You placed them into this situation and now you want them to atone for a sin they didn’t commit!” Tugging on your hands as you try to break them out of his grip before he snaps your wrists with how intense he’s become. “You’ve set the board so no matter what they try to do they can’t prove they can change even if they wanted to.” Shaking your head as you try to argue with him. 

“They were never meant to survive, instead that woman had to interfere.” Hearing you hiss Knives finally stopped to look down at your hands in his, the paleness of your fingers vivid as the blood flow to them is reduced. Surprised as he loosens his grip and starts to rub the skin he’s bruised. “Apologies” He says your name in such a way that you want to bleach your brain to try and remove it from your memory. “I sometimes lose my composure when I think of that woman, and how she ruined everything.” 

“I don’t think saving lives could ever be seen as ruining something.” While he has loosened his hold you can’t pull your hands from his grip but maybe that’s for the better. 

“That compassion will be of use in paradise.” 

You snort at how serious he sounds as he says it. “Oh yes, paradise for what the three of us? If Vash goes along with your plan.” Only for him to chuckle. 

“It is amusing you think I’d save my species only for three of us to remain.” He seems fascinated by your palms as he turns one of them over before continuing. “I have a plan to create more independents, part of the reason why I won’t wipe all of humanity from the new world right away. They’ll need someone to care for them.” 

You know you aren’t the smartest person on this planet, not by a long shot but you know the three independents that have been born were all miracles. If another had been born since they crashed you’re certain Vash would have known about them, would have sensed them. So how the hell is Knives going to make more of them? A bead of sweat starts to run down your back as you think of your conversations with Luida a few days ago. He wouldn’t? “How are you going to do that?” 

You’re scared of what the answer will be but you need to ask, just stewing on what you think might be the worst case scenario for you won’t help you feel better. “I have a plan, the same one that will create paradise as well. Certainly, it requires some sacrifices but it’s all for the betterment of the plants in the end.” Seeing his full facial expressions are a little jarring but you can also see the twitch of his muscles as he keeps touching your hands, his thumb tracing one of the scars from the experiments performed on you. “I know you understand sacrifice.” 

“Do you mean the humans or more of the plants?” A flash of his eyes and you think you might have crossed a line but it’s too late to worry about that sitting in the lion's den with no way out. 

“Humanity is a vermin to eradicate, but for the plants yes.” A churning in your stomach at how easily he says it. How can he expect you to believe he wants to save the plants when he’s going to use some of them to make his paradise. “The humans used the red plants and pushed them to the breaking point for something selfish, finishing a city. They’re almost dead, so they will help form the base of my new paradise.” You want to throw up, to hear him say on one hand he wants to save the plants and on the other make such a casual statement as that. The bile rising in your throat as he finally looks you in the eye once more, surprised by how soft he looks. You could almost believe it was Vash in front of you right now instead of Knives with how tender his expression is. 

“Nai, how can you say that so casually? You’re talking about killing some of your own people.” 

 Watching him give you a slow bink as if he doesn’t understand your objections so you try for a different tactic. “I know you think you have your heart in the right place, but if it happens think of those new independent plants find out what you did to make the world for them. How do you think they’d react if they found out you built them a paradise on the ashes of millions of lives you’d snuffed out? No one wants to live in a house built on a pile of sand, and that’s what you’re doing.” 

“Simple.” Something about the way he says that one word sends a shiver down your spine with a deep sense of foreboding. “You’re going to teach them how important it is to make sacrifices for the greater good.” 

“The hell I am.” You don’t know when you stood up but all of your attempts at remaining calm are cracking under the pressure. You don’t disagree with him that the humans are wrong in the way they’ve used the plants but you also have an advantage over the other humans that are trapped on this world, that have grown up seeing the plants as the only means to survive and the way information is controlled. “I’m not one of your little humans that believe in the so-called gospel you’ve created to fool them. To make them think you’re trying to help them, to save them!” Taking a few steps backward from the piano bench and slashing your hand in front of your body, placing a bit of space between the two of you knowing he can close it in an instant. “I know a cult when I see one, and you’re far from an angel.” 

“So you really are as foolish as Vash.” Nothing on his face changes as he watches your little show of defiance. “You think they deserve to be saved, they’re a plague that needs to be eradicated.” You can see the fire in his eyes flash, a cold fire that makes you stand your ground. 

“I do! Because you’ve set the board against them! You sit here in your tower judging them, holding them accountable for sins they don’t even know were committed in the past. You let them keep making those same mistakes because you keep them ignorant! They don’t know that the plants are alive, no instead you make sure the information out there is that they’re just batteries to be used and disposed of.” 

Your screaming as you throw your own judgement at him with your eyes narrowed and your feet spread apart braced for whatever might come your way. “You’ve made them into villains and judge them for trying to survive when you refuse to let them see another way!” Your shoulders are shaking as you watch that look of cool indifference remain on his face as he throws his head back and laughs. 

He laughs hard enough you see a tear form on one of his icy eyes, a casual swipe of his finger before he rises. “You think they’re innocent? Do you know how many of them have committed murder? Raped? Used children like toys for their own sick pleasure? They don’t care what it takes so long as they get to enjoy themselves to stand atop the pile of dead bodies that’s rotting underneath them.” 

You can’t help but flinch because he’s not wrong, not all of them are kind. Some of them are exactly what he described. “They’ve proven time and time again they’ll do anything to come out on top, no matter the cost. They don’t learn from their mistakes.” He raises his hand and allows two of his blades to sprout from his hand and you swallow, seeing the wild blue eye near the base of one the gleaming metal spikes. “They continue to believe they are the masters of their domains and everything else is a plaything. They will never change.”

“Rem did.” It’s a whisper and the reaction is explosive. 

Diving to the ground to avoid the mass of blades that expand outwards in waves, holding your arms in front of your face to shield the softer areas there as he screams. “She tried to control us! To make us into pawns for the humans, pets to keep her company until they could do the same to Vash and I as they did to Tesla.” Watching the blades return to him and forming his cloak once more as his body shakes with his fury. “That woman ruins everything.” Narrowing his eyes as he looks at you on the floor, your arms and legs covered in small slices. “Do not mention her in my presence ever again.” 

A long inhale followed by an exhale from him before he’s striding towards you, pulling you back to your feet as if nothing had happened. “You need to be more careful, these will need to be looked at. I am aware you heal quickly, just not as quickly as Vash and I.” You don’t know how to react to the sudden attitude change he’s had again as his expression is gentle.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” It blurts out of your mouth but his expression doesn’t change. “You could have killed me and act like nothing is wrong.”

“I allowed my temper to get the better of me, as I stated I no longer wish to kill you.”

“Because I’m a tool to control Vash.” Snarling in his face as you try to tug your arm from his hold which makes him chuckle. 

“You aren’t a tool. You’re far more important than that, just like the other plants here that will remain after paradise is created.” You flinch when his other hand brushes across your cheek and if you didn’t know you would have thought it was Vash showing you such a tender touch. Knives hands are far softer by comparison and there's no warmth in those digits.

“Only some of them I bet. You don’t care as long as it gets rid of the humans.” 

“Such a harsh criticism” His hold on your arm remains but the other that is making your skin crawl pulls away. “Only some sacrifices are necessary as I have stated before.” 

“Like your mother?” 

“She wasn’t my mother!” This close the spit from his mouth hits your face but his reaction isn’t as violent as before. 

“I wasn’t talking about Rem. I was talking about the plant that gave birth to you and Vash.” It’s a low blow and right now you don’t care, going for a jugular. “Was she a necessary sacrifice when ship five crashed or was she just an innocent bystander caught up in your plan to kill the humans?” A flash across his eyes and you know you have hit a nerve this time.

“That was different.” Grinding his teeth as the fire in his eyes starts to burn once more. “It was to protect Vash.” 

“Sorry if I don’t believe you, but you strike me as the kind of person who will use any excuse to justify your actions. Even if it costs you everything you claim you care about.” Tugging your arm harder trying to get away from him, only to scream as you find yourself flipped around with your back to his chest and his breath washing over the side of your head. 

“I will do whatever it takes to protect the plants, even if it costs me those that were used by the humans and more. I will have my paradise for us. Me, Vash, you, and all the independent plants that will follow.” The sound of a door opening and you watch an older bald man walk into the room. 

“Knives! What are you doing?” You don’t miss the needle held in his hand as he starts rushing toward the two of you. 

“I’m not a plant.” Snarling like a wild animal as you try to struggle more against him, freezing as his hand moves along your side in a motion so reminiscent of Vash it makes your body respond. 

“No. You’re not. Yet thanks to my brother and all his time with you you’ve become rather special. All those nights when he’s been inside of you, pumping you full of his seed until you're bursting.” His voice has dropped and you feel sick. “The bond Vash and I share allowed me to see it all, Mayfly .” You almost gag at the way he states the affectionate name Vash calls you, so cold and chilling in his voice. “I know you’re body as well as he does, and I know a little secret.” 

“Knives, she’s covered in cuts. What happened?” The man is closer in his lab coat and you don’t like the way he seems to ignore you like you’re a thing and not a person. 

“Just a little outburst. She certainly has fire, I’m almost jealous of Vash finding her first.” Letting his voice return to normal minus the smirk you can hear. “Take her and clean her up Doctor, and ensure she’s clothed properly. She won’t be fighting anymore, not in her new role and I want her ready for when Vash arrives.” Tossing you towards the man and you stumble a little at the force of it. 

“What role!” You snarl as the needle plunges into your skin once more and the edge of your vision grows dark. “What secret!” 

“Silly thing. It should be obvious, you’re going to be the mother to all the new independents I’m going to create. Starting with my brothers' seed taking root inside of you. A lovely present for our birthday learning he’s to be a father.” 

Your mind is reeling as it fades to black, you, you can’t be pregnant. It should have been picked up by the tests Luida ran back on Home. It’s only been a few days. Except. Last night you were with Vash and the two of you had been rather engaged in one another. Those memories flash in your mind, of your verbal exchange as your bodies were intertwined. 

Are you?

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Vash Stampede

Basics:

Full Name: Vash Stampede

Nickname: Vash, Blondie

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 15 December, 1871

Heritage: American

Blood Status: Muggle Born

Wand: Rowan wood, 11 3/4", Dragon Heartstring, Slightly Springy. Prefers to use his revolvers

Appearance:

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Skin Tone: Fair

Height: 6ft

Body Type: Lean and athletic

Style: Rugged, Eccentric

Features: Messy blonde hair, Blue eyes, Mysterious smile, Freckle on left cheekbone. Always has his red coat and revolvers

Personality:

Traits: Optimism, Compassion, Morality, Playful, Courageous

Likes: Donuts, "Love and Peace", Comedy, Nature, Helping others

Dislikes: Violence, Loneliness, Tragedy, Harm to the Innocent

Hobbies: Exploring, Stargazing, Spending time with friends

Fears: The unknown, Losing control, Failure, Harming Others, Being Alone

Family and Friends:

Father: Muggle (Unknown)

Mother: Muggle (Unknown) Siblings: A few muggle siblings (Unknown) Twin brother Nai, also a wizard and shares rare ability with Vash

Friends: Rory Wilder, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt, Sebastian Sallow

Magic:

Special Abilities: Can wield and use Ancient Magic

Boggart: His darker self

Patronus: Phoenix

Polyjuice: Glints of gold and silver flecks would shimmer in a rich amber color. Taste like wild berries and honey followed by a warm, spicy kick of cinnamon and cloves. The aftertaste would linger with a hint of smokiness

Amortentia: Fresh Rain, Gunpowder, Vanilla and Sage

Backstory:

Vash's backstory is a captivating yet heartbreaking tale. Born into a destitute Muggle family alongside his twin brother Nai, they were the only ones in their large brood to possess magical abilities. At the age of eight, their parents, unable to comprehend or cope with their uniqueness, callously cast them out into the streets to fend for themselves. Facing the harsh reality of homelessness, Vash and Nai clung to each other for support, relying on their wits to survive the unforgiving streets. In a stroke of fate, Vash obtained a stolen revolver, providing a semblance of protection for himself and his brother amidst the perilous urban landscape.

Their fortunes took a pivotal turn when they received letters of acceptance from Ilvermorny at the age of eleven, granting them a chance to harness their magical potential. At school, they quickly distinguished themselves, drawing the attention of Professor Rem Saverem, their History of Magic instructor, who took them under her wing. Professor Saverem became a mother to the orphaned boys, offering them guidance and nurturing their burgeoning talents in a nurturing environment.

Despite their shared upbringing, Vash and Nai took divergent paths in their magical education. While Vash reveled in camaraderie and levity, earning a reputation as the class clown, Nai excelled academically, driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge and power. Tensions between the brothers escalated when Nai sought forbidden knowledge to further enhance his abilities, leading to a confrontation that ultimately ended in tragedy. Nai's descent into darkness culminated in a catastrophic act of violence, leaving devastation in his wake.

In the aftermath of the tragedy, Vash found himself ostracized and scrutinized by authorities, his academic performance suffering as a result. Faced with the threat of expulsion and the loss of his magical privileges, he was sent to Hogwarts in a last-ditch effort to salvage his education. It's at Hogwarts where Vash encounters Aurora 'Rory' Wilder, another wielder of ancient magic, and together they embark on a quest to thwart Nai's nefarious plans and prevent further catastrophe.

Haunted by his past and burdened by the weight of responsibility, Vash struggles to find redemption amidst the chaos unleashed by his brother's actions. Yet, fueled by a newfound sense of purpose and the bonds forged with his allies, he remains determined to confront his demons and fight for a brighter future.

Academics:

Best Subject: Muggle Studies

Favorite Subject: DADA

Favorite Professor: Professor Hecat

Worst Subject: Ancient Runes

Least Favorite Subject: Transfiguration

Least Favorite Professor: Professor Shah

Student Life:

Vash initially struggles academically. He is very smart but doesn't always like to apply himself

Despite the challenges he faces, he forms meaningful friendships with his fellow students.

Throughout his student life, Vash grapples with moral dilemmas and inner turmoil stemming from his past and the actions of his brother. He wrestles with questions of guilt, redemption, and the nature of good and evil, struggling to find his place in a world that often judges him based on his family history.

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